Marrying the Man in the Dark

Is she really going to throw the keys down?

Didn’t she just kick me out of the car? Why is she letting me into her house now?

Does she want to talk to me?

Damien furrowed his brow, feeling skeptical as he walked to the area below Cherise’s apartment. He positioned himself where the keys could be caught.

“What are you up to?”

Although doubts had started creeping into his mind, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the person on the other end couldn’t be anyone else.

After all, no one else would have known so much about his relationship with Cherise and gone as far as to seek out Mr. Kolson’s WhatsApp account.

Damien pondered with furrowed brows.

‘Splash!’ A basin of cold water was abruptly dumped from Cherise’s balcony.

Damien was drenched. Chill seeped into his bones.

Never before had he been so thoroughly and embarrassingly drenched.

Mr. Kolson witnessed everything from a distance. His mouth hung open in shock. “Mr. Lenoir…”

phone beeped

think you can win over Mommy? Not a

me to protect her.

Damien Lenoir was speechless.

“Ren?”

and sent her back to her room. After draining the

“Soren, it’s time for your bath and

succulents. They’ll die if you

“Oh.”

the empty basin. He closed the balcony door and said, “Mommy, you and Sera can go to bed

“Okay.”

her son’s hair, “Hurry up and finish your

“Got it!”

bathroom door with

and went into Serafina’s room. She picked up a fairy tale storybook and lay down on the

the part where the mermaid turned

pink rabbit-print pajamas leaned against the head of the bed, observing Cherise with her big

the mermaid and narrated it earnestly, “The mermaid came to the prince’s

tissues to Damien in the black

“Hmm.”

taken off his coat, wearing only a