Dark Secrets of the 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.

had been thirteen years since

had never celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same

who thought that if Maeve were

when Cherise came back

it carefully in her arms.

glanced at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it take

she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one immediately. That took

doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove back to

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not coming to celebrate

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

“No, no.”

something to do

turned the car around and

birthday celebration failed and that guy began

send people to take

not want to get involved in such

go now!”

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

turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried

silent

this, Frances and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house

gave a light smile before leaving to do