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,

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

a constant reminder to himself. To never slack off, pause,

had brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him closer

Cherise’s delicate voice broke the

his

Her fair, almost ethereal skin glowed under the

think Cherise looked

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knew, you’d never guess

you awake?” Cherise asked,

continued, “It’s time for dinner. Should

faintly.

was not in a good mood from his

returned in the afternoon, the servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving

and guided him out of

the dining room remained dark, but the table was adorned with several candles and

skipped a beat. She had asked Frances and Mr. Hurrell for some

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