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.

years

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

was the only one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she

third cigarette when Cherise came back with the

held it carefully in her

arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did

avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have

but he did not pry further. He drove

1/3

you not coming

tilted her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to do

car around and quickly drove

birthday celebration failed

to take my

get involved in

go now!”

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

around. She trod carefully with the

was deadly silent

the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home.

only gave a light smile before