Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise stood still, pursing her lips, before exiting the airport with her children and getting into the car Damien had arranged for them.

Little did she know, there was a black extended Lincoln car parked nearby. Inside the car, a man dressed in black with a cold demeanor swirled red wine in his glass. His gaze, like that of a predator observing its prey, was fixed on the direction Cherise had left.

After a while, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He muttered, “Cherise, it’s been over a decade, but you haven’t changed.”

Then, he glanced down at the file on the low table in front of him. It was a document–a dossier about Damien.

The man sipped his wine and smiled. “What right does that Lenoir guy have to compete for a woman with me? Ten years ago, I claimed Cherise as mine. No one can take her away from me.”

When Cherise and the children returned to Lenoir Manor, Damien was discussing recent work matters with Lennon in the study.

Seeing the car stop outside, Damien stretched lazily. “Let’s call it a day,” he suggested.

is in a mess, yet as soon as Cherise returns, you stop caring about

all your energy into

speechless. He wanted to punch Damien right then and there.

necessary for him to flaunt his married

restrained himself in

a deep breath, he looked at the information on his phone screen and said solemnly, “Mr. Weiss of the Weiss family arrived in Adania today. Besides acquiring the shares Tristan discarded, he also bought some scattered shares from other shareholders. He’s probably here to cause trouble for you. You should

no response from

up, only to find that he was the only one left in the study.

frustration and glanced out of the window. Damien had already reached Cherise’s car. He picked up Serafina, held Cherise’s hand, and walked towards the