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…”

that moment, Damien’s phone beeped with another

can win over

creep! Mommy has me to protect her. You

Damien Lenoir was speechless.

“Ren?”

to her room. After draining the bathtub, she found Soren still on

time for your

die if you overwater

“Oh.”

blue pajamas responded before returning to the living room with the empty basin. He closed

“Okay.”

and finish your bath. Don’t play around in the

“Got it!”

closed the bathroom door with

up a fairy tale storybook and lay down on

the mermaid turned into a human to find

in pink rabbit-print pajamas leaned against the head of the bed, observing

mermaid and narrated it earnestly, “The mermaid came to the

Kolson nervously handed tissues to Damien in the black

“Hmm.”

coat, wearing only a