Chapter 45 Push Me Upstairs

Mr. Kolson raised his head and spotted Cherise. “Mrs. Lenoir is back, sir.”

“What time is it?”

“It’s exactly nine now.”

The man in the wheelchair smiled. “It’s probably been a decade since I’ve last had dinner this late.”

Cherise paled. She helped Frances serve the food on the table guiltily.

“You didn’t need to wait for me. It’s… it’s almost exam season. I will be studying until late at night for a while,” she murmured.

Damien did not bother exposing her excuse. “Let’s eat.”

She nodded silently, but her heart was jumping out of her chest.

He didn’t realize that I lied, right?

She would hardly lie since she was young. Every time she did, she would feel ill at ease for quite some time.

seat far from

she sat down, the man frowned.

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost

hooked on her

into the chair next to him

a snail’s pace. She

the

spoon

physical labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had to feed him spoonful by

was only natural that she, as the wife, fed

finished his food about twenty minutes

spoon down and

look rugged and unapproachable. But it

in a better condition than hers. The sensation

the napkin on the table and

work, she was

cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without holding back under

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