Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise felt a warmth enveloping her heart as the man’s deep voice filled the room with its gentle timbre. No one could resist the soothing resonance of his words. She bit her lip, contemplating. “Well, I suppose it’s not entirely out of the question…” She didn’t want to dismiss Damien’s suggestion. After all, she was open to trying other ways to regain her memory. She wasn’t willing to allow Damien to have his way with her.

“But…” She paused, locking eyes with Damien. “My dad just arrived in Adania today, and we’re set to head to Shawbury tomorrow. I don’t think that’s very nice, is it?” Despite her memory loss, Cherise understood the significance of spending time with her loved ones.

“He’s leaving tomorrow.”

Cherise’s eyes widened in surprise. “He’s leaving tomorrow?”

“Yes,” Damien affirmed, his gaze slightly distant. “He’s headed to settle some old scores on a Mediterranean island.”

Cherise nodded thoughtfully. “I see.” Though she didn’t fully understand what Damien meant by “old scores,” she understood the gravity of the situation. Beckham had his priorities, and her father’s urgency to resolve the conflict spoke volumes of its importance to him. As his daughter, she couldn’t stand in his way. She took a deep breath and asked, “How about inviting Dad for dinner tonight?”

With a playful pinch to

to change. But on the way up, a thought struck her, prompting

“He won’t come to any harm. Your father has his limits. Although everyone in Sebastian’s life has abandoned him, his life won’t be in danger. Your father mentioned putting him in a

“I think… it will be challenging to care for Sebastian if he ends up in a vegetative state,” Cherise noted, her lips pressed together. “Why don’t you just confine him to a mental institution like Ian…

pose a challenge,” Damien chuckled. “Sebastian is much more cunning than lan. A mental institution won’t be enough to contain

dad after her amnesia, and Cherise was meticulous in her preparations. Following

the dining table, Cherise surveyed the sumptuous spread and smiled with satisfaction. Despite her memory loss, she hoped her father could feel her affection for him upon seeing the delectable meal

“I’ll do it.”