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 push himself to the

the rule that he must conduct an annual year-end

To never slack off, pause, and forget the bitterness

year had brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him closer to

Cherise’s delicate voice broke the silence.

opened his

fair, almost ethereal skin glowed under the soft lamplight. A hint of surprise

think Cherise looked beautiful in the whimsical princess dresses,

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Unless you knew, you’d never

Cherise asked, noticing

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

faintly.

tell he was not in a good mood from his indifferent tone.

the afternoon, the servants were

took a deep breath and guided him out of the study and down

with several candles and

Mr. Hurrell for some favors

all this trouble for her? This was her first experience of a candlelit dinner like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She didn’t even know how to cut a steak properly.