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.

those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that

were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a joyful birthday.

cigarette when Cherise came

carefully in her arms. “Let’s

arms through the

owner said they didn’t have any ready

was doubtful, but he did not pry further.

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coming

head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s

“No, no.”

something to

turned the car around and quickly drove

failed and that guy began

send people to take my clinic

get involved in such

go now!”

and pursed her

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

deadly silent in the

the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be lively when she was back.

Frances only gave a light smile before leaving to do her work.

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