Marrying the Man in the Dark

“I never thought you would actually agree to marry someone like me,” his voice softened, quieter than the whisper of the night breeze. “Sebastian’s intel was spot-on. He didn’t lead you astray. Our marriage was a deal between you and my grandfather right from the start.”

“And it wasn’t until our wedding day that I fully understood the terms of this deal. That night, I put you to the test. Surprisingly, you pledged never to regret marrying me. You even vowed to make an effort to start a family with me. Can you believe it? I saw you as a naïve, foolish girl at that moment.”

As he spoke, he gently stroked Cherise’s forehead, his smile remarkably tender. “It’s almost unbelievable that not long after that day, I found myself catching feelings for the same silly girl…”

Amid the man’s deep, soothing tone, Cherise drifted into a dream, feeling like she had entered the world he painted. He posed as a blind man while she was a resolute girl, determined to safeguard him at all costs. As she pushed him through a corridor adorned with lilac flowers, Cherise apologized softly. “I seem to have lost my way. If only I’d requested a servant to guide us.”

here won’t offer guidance,” Damien chuckled self-deprecatingly. “It seems you don’t know your husband well enough. I’m Damien Lenoir, the renowned bad luck

him as he recounted his past calmly yet self-deprecatingly. A feeling akin to heartache gradually stirred within her. Ultimately, she gritted her teeth determinedly, summoning courage as she vowed, “From this moment on,

slumber, Damien. leaned in gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Silly girl,” he murmured

Damien made his way to the study. He was seated at the desk and initiated a video call with Jacob and Lennon. “Looks like we’ll be burning the

your wife won’t even share a bed with you, my girlfriend can’t keep her hands off

woman you met at the bar a few nights ago?” Jacob