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 frowned. “Come

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost for

man hooked on her

huddled into the chair next to him cautiously. She picked up and began feeding him.

elegantly but at a snail’s pace.

the

spoon

labor at the sanatorium.

it was only natural that she, as

about twenty

and wiped his mouth

look rugged and unapproachable. But it was

skin seemed to be in a better condition than hers. The sensation made

she put the napkin on

starving enough to have an entire

polished off all the food without

Frances watched as

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