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

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

person

now… Cherise took a deep breath, picked up her fork, and took a bite. It was

she said,

raised his hand to stop her. “Let me do it.” He double-checked, “You

rose from his seat and quickly made

bottle of table salt and handed it

some salt to her pasta and gave it

to

salt Damien had handed her, and it, too, turned out to be

help but laugh at the irony. Sugar again!

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breath, she got out of bed. “I

reached out and placed a hand on her arm. “I’ll go. What do you

efforts were surprising, he seemed particularly helpful

his hand away. “It’s okay.

with that, she hurried downstairs, wearing

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