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

else had the same mind that his birthday

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

his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the

it carefully in

glanced at the item in her arms through the corner of

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

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

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not coming to

and looked at Jacob. He stayed

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to do

the car around

and that guy began

send people to take my clinic

to get

go now!”

disappear and pursed

carefully with the cake in her arms,

deadly silent in the manor.

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