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.

Everyone else had the

thought that if Maeve were still alive,

his third cigarette when

carefully in her arms.

through the corner

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

was doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove back to the

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coming to

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

“No, no.”

waved his hand. “I have something to do

around and quickly drove off.

birthday celebration failed and that guy began

send people to

did not want to get involved in

go now!”

arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that

carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger

silent

whenever she came home. The house

smile

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