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.

chose a seat far from the man to hide

down, the man

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost for

man hooked on her

to

elegantly but at a snail’s

the

spoon

all the physical labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had

was only natural that she, as the wife, fed her

food about twenty minutes

down

line on his face made him look rugged and unapproachable.

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

few seconds later, she put the napkin on the table and began her

afternoon of work, she was

held her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food

and Frances watched as she devoured the

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