Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise looked around, bewildered. The stall was now completely surrounded by men ready to fight. Instinctively, she stepped back and turned to the sleazy man. “What…”

It was evident that these thugs were prepared. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gathered so quickly just to harass a woman dining there. Instead, it seemed like they had been lurking around, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Cherise glanced at Damien, who was still engaged in a fierce battle. Although she knew her husband was formidable, he couldn’t take on ten opponents simultaneously. Moreover, it seemed like there were hundreds of them.

Under these circumstances, Damien would have to be superhuman to win. But the reality was, no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t fight off so many at once.

“Hehe, do you see how powerful I am now?” The sleazy man laughed at Cherise. “If you don’t want your man to end up with broken legs and arms, you better serve me well!”

Cherise closed her eyes and knew she couldn’t let this continue. She recalled her past experiences, including how she dealt with Tristan five years ago and the times she faced danger.

before smashing it against the table. After the bottle shattered, she held

courage, she pressed the glass shard against the sleazy man’s heart. “Since you came

can accurately locate your heart.

frightened the sleazy

up. My name is Cherise. I used to be a cardiac surgeon at Lermille Hospital,” Cherise continued

as good as you claim,

his heart with the glass. I’m curious to see how long it takes for a person to die after their heart

glanced at the still-fighting Damien with eyes full of

impressive courage. But why did