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.

sat down, the man frowned.

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost for

the man hooked on her

chair next to him cautiously. She picked up and began

elegantly but at a snail’s pace. She felt miserable.

the

spoon

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

that she, as the

about twenty minutes

the spoon down and wiped his mouth gently.

made him look rugged and unapproachable.

be in a better condition

napkin

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

tightly and polished off all the food without holding back under

Frances watched as