Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Dream and Illusion

The dream had lifted Cherise’s spirits and sparked hope, only to crumble into mere

illusion.

Using his finger, Damien raised her chin. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that inappropriate dream you. had there?”

Blushing at the dream memory, Cherise stammered, “N-no!”

“No?” The man chuckled and picked up the voice recorder from the table, pressing the play button.

“No, don’t…”

“Honey, stop kissing me.”

“There’s so much saliva, don’t kiss me…”

“No, I don’t mind your saliva, but stop kissing… I can’t catch my breath…”

The woman’s giggles echoed in the room.

Cherise’s face turned red as a beet, and she quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. “I didn’t say that!”

“It wasn’t me!”

She couldn’t believe she had

going to let me live this

Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these sounds

able to resist.”

stalled for a second.

the man’s fiery lips pressed against hers.

“Umph!”

over and with no

1/3

to the

raised an eyebrow

A bit?

bed, but he, who had been

Monster!

slipped into her nightgown, and tried to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien suggested, “Why don’t you ask

more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the house; you don’t need to handle everything

her head. “No, better not…”

to bring her food would give away what had happened. Besides, it felt

bed and manage her meal independently, her sore and, feeble legs almost gave way, nearly sending her tumble forward.

grab

couldn’t help but jest, “Looks like your legs

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