Marrying the Man in the Dark

The early autumn weather brought a chill to the air. Charisa wore a slim-fit, moon-white dress adorned with embroidered flowers. Her hair cascaded elegantly, and her whole demeanor exuded a proud and aloof temperament.

Despite her usual cold and distant expression, she was willing to accommodate Cherise’s wish to keep. the surname she had grown up with.

“Let’s head in for dinner!” Elvis called out, taking Sarah’s hand and leading the way to the dining room. “Is the meal ready?”

Embarrassed, Sarah shook her head. “Not yet… I noticed Sky was taking Cherise’s order, so I hurried out without preparing anything.

“Come on, I’ll help you. Where’s the kitchen?” Elvis took the lead and swiftly led Sarah to the kitchen.

Outside, Charisa stood at the door. Meanwhile, Cherise was by the dining room entrance, and Zachary stood next to Cherise.

“Why don’t we head inside? The sun is quite strong; I wouldn’t want anyone getting tanned, especially someone who will be a bride in a few days!”

blushed and turned

dining room, Cherise paused, remembering something. She turned

glimmer of warmth flashed in Charisa’s typically serene eyes. Without a word, she calmly walked through the doorway and

an industrious woman. Apart from the existing furnishings,

room with a composed gaze. “Did you live

well-maintained as it is now, but the setting is quite similar.”

have been tough for you.” Charisa looked at her, speaking

“No, not at all!”

and scenic landscape. Growing vegetables and being self-reliant… It was quite

a sip. “Before I pass on, I should spend some time in