Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

The girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy tale.

It had been thirteen years since Maeve passed on.

had never celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday

still alive, she

cigarette when Cherise came back

held it carefully in her arms. “Let’s go!”

her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it take

forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said

was doubtful, but he did not pry further. He

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not coming to

tilted her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get down.

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to do at the clinic.

turned the car around

celebration failed and that guy began

to take

want to get involved in such a risk.

go now!”

her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that

trod carefully with the cake in her

silent in the manor.

this, Frances and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home.

smile before leaving to do her

butler saw her, he furrowed his brows at the thing in her hands. Resigned,