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.

to the limits, endure humiliation, and

why when he founded those consortia and companies, he established the rule that he must

To never slack

this year had brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him

voice broke the

opened his eyes.

dressed in a white princess dress. Her fair, almost ethereal skin glowed under the soft lamplight. A

Cherise looked

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an innocent and elegant touch to her demure. Unless you knew, you’d

Cherise asked, noticing his

and continued, “It’s time for dinner. Should I wheel you

nodded faintly.

was not in a good mood from his indifferent

she returned in the afternoon, the servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving like skittish kittens.

out of the study and down the

adorned with several candles

had asked Frances and Mr. Hurrell

like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She didn’t even know how to