Marrying the Man in the Dark

“Damien is quite a catch, isn’t he? He was the heir to the Lenoir empire, with seemingly endless wealth and power at his disposal. If I were in your sister’s shoes, I wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip away either. Marriage certainly seems like the most logical course of action, wouldn’t you agree?”

Cherise’s eyes sparkled with amusement, but her smile sent a chilling vibe, causing Ursula to instinctively recoil.

Ursula stammered, her face turning crimson, and retorted, “You… what nonsense is this?! Weena is not the woman you claim her to be; she’s definitely not some gold-digging opportunist! When she rescued Damien, she had no knowledge of his wealth or position. If it weren’t for his public plea to find the girl who saved him, she would have never sought any recognition or compensation!”

Ursula paused before declaring indignantly, her voice filled with righteous anger, “And who are you to accuse my sister with such audacity? Three years ago, Damien was trapped in a fire. My sister, Weena, bravely risked her own life to save him. Her feet were severely burned in the process, and she still struggles to walk today. This is a debt Damien undeniably owes her!”

a defense mechanism honed to deflect criticism towards her sister. However, this time, its impact on Cherise was far more profound than intended. While Cherise was

life. From his reports, Cherise understood

their enduring bond, had been rescued from the flames, only to become

was only after Damien’s ambulance had departed that she realized the severity of

of the world, Damien was her enemy. But only Cherise knew

metal scrapbook,

Cherise would reach for it. It was a portal to a past filled

photo albums and diaries, trying to etch