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

thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday was a depressing and sorrowful event.

Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to

was smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the cake.

it carefully in her arms.

her arms through the corner of his eye.

on her forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one immediately. That took

doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove back to the manor.

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not coming

head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in

“No, no.”

hand. “I have something

car around and

celebration failed and that guy

people to take my clinic

did not want to get involved in such

go now!”

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

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

was deadly silent in

and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be lively when she was