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. “Come here.”

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

was lost for words.

hooked on her feeding him?

into the chair next to him cautiously. She picked up

but at a snail’s pace. She

the

spoon

all the physical labor at the sanatorium. Now, she had to

only natural that she, as

food about

spoon down and wiped his mouth gently.

look rugged and unapproachable. But it was soft to

a better condition than hers. The sensation made

the napkin on the table and began

was starving enough to have

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

and Frances watched as