Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.

She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.

However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.

“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”

“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”

“Mrs. Lenoir…”

Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…

Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.

However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.

Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.

Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…

resemble

found herself encircled by

to overthrow any sense of decorum. The juicy drumsticks looked so succulent, and the smell

if she accepted a drumstick from even just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the drumsticks

at the

from the elevator door

have to consume these drumsticks

despair washed over Cherise.

of hunger and a desire to eat to her heart’s wishes and

“Everyone.”

between acceptance and refusal, the man behind her spoke calmly, “Everyone is overly enthusiastic, and my

cards on the table by the door. I will remember everyone’s

the people have but to

bouquets on the

more drumsticks were set down, and more and more business cards were

overflowing with business cards!

Cherise massaged her temples, pondering what to do with the

cooked drumsticks couldn’t be frozen and were challenging to

approaching autumn, the lingering summer heat would undoubtedly spoil them within