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.

down, the man frowned. “Come

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost

the man hooked on her feeding him?

into the chair next to him cautiously. She

but at a snail’s pace.

the

spoon

from all the physical labor at the sanatorium. Now,

was only natural that she, as the wife, fed

finished his food about twenty

and wiped

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

condition than hers. The sensation made her heartbeat

put the napkin on the

an afternoon of work, she was starving enough

her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without

Mr. Kolson and Frances watched as she devoured the