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 was a

who thought that if Maeve were still alive,

cigarette when Cherise came

held it carefully in her arms.

at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it

smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked

doubtful, but he did not pry

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you not coming to

He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get down.

“No, no.”

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

the car around and quickly drove off.

birthday celebration failed and

to take

did not want to get

go now!”

car disappear and pursed

a deep breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

silent in the

her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be lively when she

a light smile before

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