My Blind Husband

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

The girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy tale.

been thirteen years since Maeve

thirteen years. Everyone else had the same

thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to have

when Cherise

carefully in

at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye.

his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go

but he did not pry further. He drove

1/3

not coming to celebrate

and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending

“No, no.”

something to

car around and quickly drove

the birthday celebration failed and that guy

will send people to

want to get involved in such a

go now!”

Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that

carefully with the cake in her

was deadly silent in the