Marrying the Man in the Dark

She had already suspected that this was Gwenn’s intention.

But now, she no longer cared.

This was her affair.

She couldn’t let the people around her worry about her anymore.

Gwenn was getting closer and closer, and she couldn’t escape anymore.

There was nothing to fear.

Taking a deep breath, Cherise uploaded long–prepared documentation regarding the surgery’s risks and a poignant photograph featuring herself and Charisa.

“Allow me to acquaint you with the patient featured in my thesis, who underwent an unsuccessful surgery: my mother, Charisa.”

“In my earnest quest to heal her, I diligently researched her condition and devised a surgical plan.”

“My mother was willing to cooperate with me.”

“Following an unsuccessful surgery, I undertook a rigorous self–examination and, two months ago, successfully treated another patient.”

“I find Ms. Yolanda’s accusations of plagiarism utterly confounding. To safeguard my mother’s privacy, I maintained silence. Unexpectedly, Ms. Weiss has exploited this situation. Henceforth, I shall pursue legal recourse against Ms. Weiss. This matter concludes here.”

Exhaling deeply, Cherise closed her eyes.

though she had waged a

she powered down her

down where Damien’s comforting embrace awaited. “I’ve seen it

“Mhmm,”

all, I am the wife of President

her, she released a tired yawn. “So tired,”

was genuinely exhausted.

spent crafting evidence and

in Damien’s embrace. “From now on,” she confessed, “people will only speak of me as heartless and unfilial rather than accuse

as he spoke.

“Damn it!”

expletive burst forth as she laid eyes on Cherise’s latest

an immediate call to Gwenn. “Gwenn, what

patient is actually her mother!?”

of any rebuttal, left vulnerable

became a

anything like this when she

esteemed Weiss family, have embarked on a course of action so

incriminating photo circulating, Yolanda couldn’t shake

this the outcome that Gwenn desired?