Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cradling Cherise, he bellowed, “Jacob!” His hoarse voice pierced the air.

Chaos erupted in the venue.

It wasn’t just Jacob.

Almost everyone in the room stood up and rushed over.

Charisa, plagued by poor health and consumed by worry for Cherise, knew that standing up would result in fainting.

While everyone else rushed to attend to the bride’s injuries, her biological mother remained calmly seated at a distance.

Maeve was seated next to her.

“To the hospital!”

After inspecting Cherise hand injury, he declared decisively, “It appears to have damaged the tendons and bones. We must get to the hospital!”

“Alright!”

As Jacob’s words echoed, Damien scooped Cherise into his arms and uttered, “Don’t be scared, Cherry.”

Cherise’s face was blanched from the agony.

But she smiled wearily at Damien and murmured, “I’m not scared.”

little painful… but

you be?!”

faltered for the first time, “Don’t speak, I’ll take you to the

the wedding?”

as cold sweat beaded

or reschedule.”

and sprinted towards the exit, “You

equally

echoed through the venue as Damien carried Cherise toward the entrance.

“Murder!!!”

Miles -!”

chills down

in disbelief as she struggled to escape Damien’s grasp. “My mom!”

frown deepened, acutely aware of Charisa’s fragile

doesn’t let Cherise

tightly clutched the squirming girl and swiftly dashed back

was sickeningly unpleasant, as the central area was filled with

nestled in Beckham’s arms.

her wounded stomach,

Maeve, concealed behind a mask, wielding a knife as Zachary firmly gripped

grip on Maeve’s neck drained the color from

with just a little

out of Damien Lenoir’s arms and cried

Cherise’s blood-soaked hand with aching sorrow and muttered,