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

years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday was a depressing and sorrowful

if Maeve were still

smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came

in her arms. “Let’s

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

and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they

but he did not pry further. He drove back

1/3

you not coming to

at Jacob. He stayed in

“No, no.”

something to do

around and quickly drove

celebration failed and that

send people to

to get

go now!”

disappear and pursed her lips. “Is

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

silent in

warmly whenever she came home. The house would be lively when she

light smile