Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 45 Push Me Upstairs

Mr. Kolson raised his head and spotted Cherise. “Mrs. Lenoir is back, sir.”

“What time is it?”

“It’s exactly nine now.”

The man in the wheelchair smiled. “It’s probably been a decade since I’ve last had dinner this late.”

Cherise paled. She helped Frances serve the food on the table guiltily.

“You didn’t need to wait for me. It’s… it’s almost exam season. I will be studying until late at night for a while,” she murmured.

Damien did not bother exposing her excuse. “Let’s eat.”

She nodded silently, but her heart was jumping out of her chest.

He didn’t realize that I lied, right?

She would hardly lie since she was young. Every time she did, she would feel ill at ease for quite some time.

She chose a seat far from the man to hide her nervousness.

she sat down, the man

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost for

on her

she huddled into the chair next to him

at a

the

spoon

the physical labor at the sanatorium.

natural that she, as the wife, fed her husband.

finished his food about twenty minutes later.

spoon down and wiped his mouth gently.

line on his face made him look rugged and unapproachable. But it was soft to the

skin seemed to be in a better condition than

napkin on the table

an afternoon of work, she was starving enough to have an

all the food without holding back under

Mr. Kolson and Frances watched as she devoured the