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?

need to enter the kitchen, let alone acquire cooking skills, as he

their marriage, their house had never been without a chef. He was the kind of who

person

up her fork, and took a bite.

a bit bland,” she said, trying

Damien raised his hand to stop her. “Let me do it.” He double-checked, “You want salt, right?”

and quickly made his way downstairs.

a minute, he returned with a bottle of

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

sweetness to the

from the small bottle of salt Damien had handed her, and it, too, turned out

laugh at the irony. Sugar

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bed. “I think I’ll get the salt

her arm. “I’ll go. What

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

gently pushed his hand away. “It’s okay. I

downstairs,

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