Marrying the Man in the Dark

This place served as a resting spot for everyone, regardless of gender.

Unless one is too fatigued even to consider the comfort of the bed, who would willingly choose to sleep on such hard beds?

In such a state of exhaustion, no one could bother to care about gender differences. After all, they were not sleeping shirtless.

However, Damien didn’t share the same perspective.

He strode over and pulled Cherise up. “Come with me.”

Cherise glared at him and forcefully shook off his hand. “What are you doing? Mr. Lenoir, please get your facts straight. I’ve just completed a thirteen-hour surgery for your sister, so I’m utterly exhausted. Even if you don’t express gratitude, can you at least refrain from disturbing my rest!?” The man’s lips curl into a frosty smile. “It’s precisely because I’m aware that you had a long day, so as a patient’s family member, I want to offer you a more comfortable way to rest. Is that not permissible?”

Having said this, he carried Cherise effortlessly and addressed the three people in the room, “I’m taking Dr. Shaw with me. If anyone asks, just tell them it’s Damien Lenoir.”

With that, he disregarded Cherise’s resistance and carried her out of the office in large strides.

“Damien!”

“Release me!”

“Have you lost

go!” your mind!?”

Cherise is both

you want everyone to know I’m bringing you

man’s expression remained cold as he carried Cherise into the elevator.

was at a

anger. Finally, in a fit

Damien didn’t exhibit any signs of

him that it was not

in my arms. Five years…I’ve been yearning for

irritated by Cherise’s

suddenly

all the way to the luxury

eighteen-year-old Blake was leaning against the car seat, reading

lifted his head to see Damien carrying

eyebrows

the hospital to pick up

who she

and finally

did Blake get a clear view of the woman’s face.