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.

thirteen years since Maeve

celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same

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

when Cherise came

in her

through the corner of his eye.

avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have

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

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not coming to celebrate together?”

her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s

“No, no.”

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

turned the car around and

failed and

to

to get involved in such a

go now!”

watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that

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

was deadly silent in the manor.

warmly whenever she came home. The house