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

one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to

third cigarette when Cherise came

in

the item in her arms through the corner of his eye.

shop. owner said

pry further.

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coming to

at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending

“No, no.”

something to do at the clinic. I’ll

turned the car around and quickly drove

the birthday celebration failed and that guy began questioning…

send people to take my

want to get involved in

go now!”

disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that urgent at

took a deep breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her

was deadly silent in

would greet her warmly whenever she came

light smile before leaving to do her work.

furrowed his brows at the thing in her hands. Resigned, he shook his head and