Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise remained silent.

This man had become so skilled at sweet–talking!

In the presidential suite of a five–star hotel in Adania.

A loud “bang” echoed as the expensive, diamond–studded phone was violently thrown to the ground.

Yolanda clenched her fists in anger, her eyes flashing with ruthlessness.

Cherise returned home without remembering how she got there or when she fell asleep.

It felt like she was a small boat in the sea, carried along by Damien’s tumultuous waves.

The following day, she luxuriously slept until noon.

At noon, Cherise was abruptly awakened by the sunlight streaming into her room.

As she glanced outside at the bright sunshine, a wave of chaos swept over her heart.

The next moment, she retrieved her phone and glanced at the screen.

Immediately, the entire manor resonated with the enraged voice of a woman, “Late for work again!!!”

marked Cherise’s first day at her new job, yet she slept until noon.

second day,

she continue to request time off and explain her tardiness to her

of facing her coworkers and providing excuses

dilemma, Heather’s voice came through the phone, “Cherise, are you not feeling

and asked if you could come in for

to it, he can grant another

at a loss

“This sick leave…”

managed to sway the

more pressing concern crossed her mind.

and the doctor advised her to rest for a few days. How

body even

“It’s nothing.”

unease. “Just a minor injury. Work

Cherise grimaced. “Nonsense!”

further ado, she sprang from the bed, quickly freshening up while cautioning Heather, “Stay put, don’t move an inch. I’ll be over in an instant.”

hesitated on the other end, her tone wary. “Cherise, forget it.”

I might even be more

“Forget what?”