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.

else had

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

smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back

held it carefully in her arms. “Let’s

through the corner of his eye. “Why did it

his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have

not pry

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coming

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

“No, no.”

have something to

the car around and quickly

celebration failed and that guy

send people to take my

did not want to get involved in such a risk.

go now!”

cake in her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that urgent at the

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

was deadly silent in the manor.

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

gave a light smile before leaving to do her work.

his brows at the thing in her hands. Resigned,