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?

had never felt the need to enter the kitchen, let alone acquire cooking skills, as he always

marriage, their house had never been without a chef. He was

person

picked up her fork, and took a bite. It was decent, though it

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

me do it.” He double-checked, “You want salt, right?” Cherise nodded.

seat and quickly made

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

some salt to her pasta and gave it a stir.

to the taste.

had handed her, and it, too, turned out

help but laugh at the irony. Sugar

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

on her arm. “I’ll go. What

culinary efforts were surprising, he seemed particularly helpful today, and

gently pushed his hand away. “It’s okay. I can handle it.”

with that, she hurried downstairs, wearing pink

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