Chapter 141 Hubby, Save Me

Instead, it was the work of the cursed Damien.

“Argh! D*mn it!”

Tristan cursed furiously the moment he entered Lenoir Manor.

If not for Damien’s actions and the pressure from Randall, Tristan would never have wanted to step into Damien’s house.

However…

He noticed a delicious fragrance from the kitchen. The food smelled incredibly wonderful.

Cherise was putting a freshly baked pie on the table when Tristan entered.

Early morning sunlight shone on the golden pie crust. A fragrant aroma filled the air. Tristan had not eaten last night and could not stop his stomach from growling.

It was only six in the morning. The servants had not arrived for work in the manor. Thus, Cherise was alone in the spacious living room.

Therefore, she could hear the sound of Tristan’s stomach growling clearly.

Cherise glanced in the direction of the noise. Her happy smile disappeared instantly. “Why are you here?”

Tristan pushed aside his hunger and returned to his senses.

disdain. “What? Am I not

nineteen, but her face was still innocent and doll-like. On the other hand, her body had an alluring curvaceous body. Her curves were visible

seen many women of every shape

not deny that Cherise’s face and figure were among the ten most beautiful

alluring. They looked pure

through the clear glass windows, adding a nice glow

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by Cherise’s beauty that he forgot what happened when he attempted

like this in the early morning.

Cherise was confused.

with my

are only plain loungewear and

a man had an undue desire for her, he would think

moment, Tristan was convinced that Cherise

strode toward her, not bothering to conceal his desire. “Since you’re up so early. I assume you

can’t even take care of himself. How can he

you?”

about I help

attitude and words terrified Cherise. She

on the chopping

he won’t be able to hurt

could not make it to

had happened to him

Cherise by her hair and dragged her onto the couch, trapping her

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