Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 42 I’ll Wait

Cherise looked at the time. It was already seven at night. She smiled and said embarrassedly to Frances, “I’m studying in the library and lost track of the time. I’m sorry. I’ll come back at once!”

Before she finished speaking, someone called out to her. “Cherise, the patient at 203 wants to take a walk. Go and keep them company!”

The person shouted loudly.

On the other end of the phone, Frances fell silent momentarily. “Mrs. Lenoir, are you really at the library?”

“Mm.”

Cherise felt guilty. “Alright, I’ll be coming back in half an hour. Tell Damien not to wait. I’ve

eaten.”

After that, she ignored what Frances said on the other end of the phone and hung up.

She kept her cell phone before rushing to 203 and taking the patient for a walk.

The chilly night breeze blew, and she realized she was in a cold sweat.

moment, in Swan Lake Chateau, where

wheelchair picked up his coffee gracefully and sipped it. “She can’t even come up

to make the call. It was on speakerphone once the call went

is being extorted and is working part–time. Are you really

stood by his side and asked respectfully.

his hands on a saucer. A sneer was on the corners of his lips. “She’s hiding it from me because she doesn’t want

Mr.

if she’s working like this.”

into a

family who was abandoned many years ago. To other people, he had lost all dignity

than Old Mr. Lenoir, no one else had attended

“But…”

that I don’t want

his wheelchair. “Once she fully grasps how a husband–and–wife

ask further when he saw the man’s expression turn cold. “Mr. Lenoir, will you still wait for Mrs. Lenoir to have dinner?”

don’t

man shook his head, and his thin lips parted slightly. He only said

sanatorium regulated that nursing assistants leave work

She could still make the last bus at eight o’clock and rush