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.

years since

those thirteen years. Everyone else had

that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien

when

it carefully in her

the corner of his

avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go

did not pry further. He drove back to the manor.

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coming to

tilted her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed

“No, no.”

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

car around and quickly

and that guy began questioning…

send people to take my clinic apart!

get involved in such a

go now!”

arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that urgent at

She trod carefully with the cake

was deadly silent in the manor.

Frances and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house