Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 84 The Birthday Boy

At eight o’clock in the evening.

The servants had dispersed inside the villa as per Cherise’s request, leaving behind only a few bodyguards.

Dressed in a white lace princess dress, Cherise drew a deep breath before knocking gently on Damien’s study door.

The room was cloaked in darkness, with moonlight seeping through the windows, creating a subtly chilly ambiance.

In the study, Damien was stretched out in his wheelchair. His eyes were covered with black silk, making it impossible for Cherise to determine whether he was awake or asleep. She gently turned on the lights and approached, calling out, “Hey, hubby?”

The man furrowed slightly.

Damien had spent the entire afternoon poring over reports from five European consortia, and his weariness had finally caught up with him as he drifted off in his wheelchair.

Thirteen years ago, on this very day, his sister, whom he dearly loved, had tragically perished in a fiery blaze.

him to push himself to the limits, endure humiliation, and carry weighty responsibilities.

he established the rule that he must conduct an annual year-end review

never slack off, pause, and

brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him closer to

Cherise’s delicate voice broke

opened his eyes.

glowed under the soft lamplight. A hint of surprise flashed in Damien’s eyes beneath the black silk blindfold.

couldn’t help but think Cherise looked beautiful in the whimsical

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an innocent and elegant touch to her demure. Unless you knew, you’d never guess she was

asked, noticing his movement.

“It’s time for dinner.

nodded faintly.

not in a good mood from his

when she returned in the afternoon, the servants were all moving

took a deep breath and guided him out of the

dining room remained dark, but the table was adorned with several candles and red wine and steak –

beat. She had asked Frances and Mr. Hurrell for some favors in

candlelit dinner like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She didn’t