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 the same mind that his birthday

only one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she

when Cherise came back with the

it carefully in

glanced at the item in her arms through the corner

the sweat on her forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one immediately. That took a little. time.”

doubtful, but he did not pry further.

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coming to

at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat,

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to do at the

around and quickly

and that guy

will send people to take

did not want to get

go now!”

car disappear and pursed her lips.

with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin it.

was deadly silent

whenever she came home.

light smile before leaving to do her work.

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