Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise had just taken a step when a resounding crash followed. Her exquisite makeup made intimate contact with the carpet.

‘Hiss!’

As she began to struggle, a pair of large hands gently pulled her up.

“Be careful.” Damien helped her up and examined her reddened ankle. “Can you still walk?”

Cherise gritted her teeth and stubbornly took a step. “Ouch…”

Damien chuckled helplessly, squatting down to remove her high heels. “You shouldn’t wear these high heels when you’re not used to them. The children and I will be sad if you get hurt.”

Cherise blushed with embarrassment. “I thought…” *

She had noticed that the female employees in his company all wore stilettos like these, and she thought that wearing stilettos might make her look more professional.

However, she did not expect to be so clumsy and sprained her foot before leaving the house.

“Don’t go to work today.” Damien lifted her. “You should rest at home first.”

pursed her lips. “But what about your work…”

care of it

I can’t let you do that!” Cherise pouted. She declared

swollen ankle and shook his head helplessly. He immediately carried her

fetched a first aid kit, delicately applied ointment, and pasted a medicated

he pressed her onto the bed and turned around to leave.

to him with her uninjured foot. “I work with my brain and hands, not

working a day earlier, she could help him

his gaze on her. “Are you sure?”

nodded vigorously. “Without a

He instructed Frances to get Cherise a pair

shock. “Are…are you planning to carry me to

let you limp your

car soon arrived at the Lenoir

by myself It’s only a sprain. I just need to rest for a while!”