Marrying the Man in the Dark

“The original intention of performing surgery on Aunt Charisa was also to hope that she could get better, right?”

“You’re not wrong. Those who think you’re wrong are the ones who don’t understand the situation at all. You don’t need to pay attention to them.”

Cherise pursed her lips. In fact, she comprehended the rationale behind Lucy’s words. Damien had reiterated it to her numerous times before.

She had used these words over the past five years to admonish herself.

Yet, the prospect of unveiling her scars before a multitude filled her with dread.

Words wield immense power.

She dreaded being pointed at and whispered about wherever she went, and she recoiled at the thought of enduring the gossip that would follow every job change.

Nevertheless, it seemed there was no alternative but to confront it.

“Alright, where there’s a will, there’s a way.”

Lucy, seated beside Cherise, added, “Besides, you still have Damien by your side!”

silent, her lips tightly pressed

home, she could shield herself from the repercussions echoing

ordeal, she received an alarming call from her son’s kindergarten

son, Soren, hit two children today, and now the parents are

the plagiarism accusations. When the phone call shattered

his prudence and thoughtfulness, did not resort

have struck another

there a misunderstanding? How could Soren hit

there’s no mistake. Soren indeed

grew impatient. “Mrs. Lenoir, don’t presume others lack professional integrity as

who’s to say your son’s moral fiber

Cherise could respond, the teacher abruptly

trembling with the phone in her hand.

herself momentarily blinded by the brilliance of the midday

she regained her composure, swiftly changed her attire, and stepped out