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.

just when she sat down, the man frowned. “Come here.”

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost for words.

hooked on

choice, she huddled into the chair next to him cautiously. She picked up

elegantly but at a snail’s pace. She felt

the

spoon

starving and exhausted from all the physical labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had to feed him spoonful by

she, as the wife, fed

finished his food about twenty minutes

and wiped

line on his face made him look rugged and unapproachable.

a better condition than hers. The sensation made her heartbeat

few seconds later, she put the napkin on the table and began her

of work, she was starving enough

woman held her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without holding back under the warm light of the

Frances watched