Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Table Salt

In Cherise’s memory, every detail from the previous day played out like a vivid scene. She couldn’t help but blush, her face resembling a blazing crimson sunset, yet she nodded with a sweet smile and said, “I could use a little something to eat.”

“I’ll make some pasta for you,” the man offered.

He responded with a warm smile and gracefully made room for her. On the bedside table behind. him sat a plate of bolognese meatball pasta.

Cherise gazed at the dish and then back at Damien. “Did you… make this?”

It was evident that this was his first attempt at preparing a meal for her.

“Yes,” he confirmed.

A sheepish chuckle escaped him. “I gave it a try; it might not be as good as your cooking, but it’s

edible.”

Cherise found herself in stunned silence. Her eyes widened in disbelief. He… actually cooked for

me?

privilege, had never felt the need to enter the kitchen, let

a chef. He was the kind of who never went

person

and took a bite. It was decent, though it seemed he had forgotten to add

some salt; it’s a bit bland,” she said, trying to

hand to stop her. “Let me do it.” He

man rose from his seat and

than a minute, he returned with a bottle of table salt and handed it to her.

to her pasta and gave it a stir. However, there was an

sweetness to the taste.

handed her, and

couldn’t help but laugh at

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got out of bed. “I think I’ll get the salt

her arm. “I’ll go. What do you

he seemed particularly helpful today, and a vague sense of

his hand away. “It’s okay.

with that, she hurried downstairs, wearing pink

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