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 Maeve

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

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

when Cherise came back with the

carefully in her arms. “Let’s

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

forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and

but he did not pry further. He drove

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coming to

He stayed in

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to

turned the car around and quickly drove

the birthday celebration failed and

will send people to take my

get involved in such a

go now!”

car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is

breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

was deadly silent in the

would greet her warmly whenever she came

only gave a light