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.

a seat far from the

sat down, the

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost for

the man hooked on her feeding

the chair next to him cautiously. She picked up and began

ate elegantly but at a

the

spoon

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

natural that she, as the wife, fed her

his food about

down and

face made him look rugged and unapproachable. But it was soft

seemed to be in a better condition than hers. The sensation made her

put the napkin

work, she was starving enough to have an

held her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without holding back under the warm light

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