Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

The girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy tale.

had been thirteen years since Maeve

Everyone else had

if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a

was smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back with

held it carefully in her arms. “Let’s

the corner of his eye.

the sweat on her forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have

doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove

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you not coming to

He stayed in the driver’s

“No, no.”

waved his hand. “I have something to do at the clinic.

car around and

the birthday celebration failed and that guy

will send people to take my clinic

get

go now!”

the cake in her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed

deep breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried

was deadly silent in the manor.

butler would greet her warmly whenever she came