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.

his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that

were still alive, she

his third cigarette when Cherise came back with

in her arms.

glanced at the item in her arms through the corner

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

not pry further. He drove back to the manor.

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tilted her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed

“No, no.”

something

around and quickly drove

the birthday celebration failed and

to take my

did not want to get involved in such a

go now!”

car disappear and

around. She trod carefully with the cake

deadly silent in

Frances and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be

smile before leaving to do

the thing in