Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 84 The Birthday Boy

At eight o’clock in the evening.

The servants had dispersed inside the villa as per Cherise’s request, leaving behind only a few bodyguards.

Dressed in a white lace princess dress, Cherise drew a deep breath before knocking gently on Damien’s study door.

The room was cloaked in darkness, with moonlight seeping through the windows, creating a subtly chilly ambiance.

In the study, Damien was stretched out in his wheelchair. His eyes were covered with black silk, making it impossible for Cherise to determine whether he was awake or asleep. She gently turned on the lights and approached, calling out, “Hey, hubby?”

The man furrowed slightly.

Damien had spent the entire afternoon poring over reports from five European consortia, and his weariness had finally caught up with him as he drifted off in his wheelchair.

Thirteen years ago, on this very day, his sister, whom he dearly loved, had tragically perished in a fiery blaze.

This heartbreaking incident compelled him to push himself to the limits, endure humiliation, and carry weighty responsibilities.

That was why when he founded those consortia and companies, he established the rule that he must conduct an annual year-end review on this particular day.

as a constant reminder to himself. To never slack off, pause, and forget

year had brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him closer to his goal.

Cherise’s delicate voice broke

his

princess dress. Her fair, almost ethereal skin glowed under the soft lamplight. A hint of

Cherise looked beautiful in the whimsical

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and elegant touch to her demure. Unless you knew, you’d never guess she was

you awake?” Cherise asked,

smiled and continued, “It’s time for dinner. Should

faintly.

in a good mood from his indifferent

afternoon, the servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving like

and guided him out

the dining room remained dark, but the table was adorned with several candles and red wine and steak – the

Frances and Mr. Hurrell for some favors in preparing

candlelit dinner like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She didn’t even know how

the table, Damien narrowed his eyes slightly and inquired in a chilly

Cherise said almost inaudibly as she wheeled him

even