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.

when she sat down, the man frowned. “Come

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost

the man hooked on her feeding

to him cautiously. She picked up and began

at a snail’s pace. She

the

spoon

exhausted from all the physical labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had

she, as the

his food about twenty minutes later.

down and wiped his mouth

look rugged and unapproachable. But it was soft to the touch.

condition than hers. The sensation made her

seconds later, she put the napkin

was starving enough to

her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without holding back under

Kolson and Frances watched as she devoured the food.