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.

just when she sat down,

“…Why?”

“Feed me.”

lost for words.

hooked on her feeding him?

huddled into the chair next to him cautiously. She picked

but at a snail’s pace. She

the

spoon

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

that she, as the

finished his food about twenty

the spoon down and wiped his mouth

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

a better condition than hers.

put the napkin

of work, she was starving

her cutleries tightly and polished off all the food without holding

Kolson and Frances watched as she devoured the food.