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 passed

had the same mind that his

only one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a joyful

his third cigarette when Cherise came back with

it carefully in her arms.

man glanced at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye.

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

doubtful, but he did not pry further. He

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not coming to celebrate together?”

and looked at Jacob. He stayed in

“No, no.”

waved his hand. “I have something to do at

around

birthday celebration failed and that guy began questioning…

send people to

want to get involved in such a risk.

go now!”

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

and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin it.

deadly silent in the manor.

she came home. The house would be lively when she was back.