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

never celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday was a depressing and sorrowful

Maeve were still alive,

his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the cake.

in

at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why

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

did not pry further. He drove back to the

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coming to celebrate together?”

looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat,

“No, no.”

“I have something

car around

failed and that guy began

people to take my

want to get involved in such

go now!”

disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that urgent

carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps

was deadly silent

would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be lively when