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?

the kitchen, let

their house had never been without a chef. He was the kind of who never went near

person

took a deep breath, picked up her fork, and took a bite.

bland,” she said,

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

seat and quickly made his way downstairs.

with a bottle of

pasta and gave it

sweetness to the taste.

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

but laugh at the irony.

1/2

deep breath, she got out of bed. “I think I’ll get the

a hand on her arm. “I’ll go. What do you need?”

culinary efforts were surprising, he seemed particularly helpful today,

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

with that, she hurried downstairs, wearing pink bunny slippers.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255