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.

been thirteen years

celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his

were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a

smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back with

it carefully in her arms. “Let’s

her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it take

she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said

pry further. He drove back to

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not coming to

stayed in the driver’s seat, not

“No, no.”

have something to do

the car around and quickly drove

the birthday celebration failed

will send people to take

want to get involved

go now!”

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

with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

deadly silent

greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would

light smile before leaving to