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 the

just when she sat down, the man frowned. “Come

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost

hooked on her

she huddled into the chair next to him cautiously. She picked up and began feeding

but at a snail’s pace. She felt

the

spoon

labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had to

that she, as the wife, fed

food about twenty

the spoon down

him look rugged and unapproachable. But it

a better condition than hers. The sensation

the napkin on the table and

afternoon of work, she was

all the

watched as

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