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.

slack off, pause, and forget the bitterness he

from Europe, drawing him closer to

Cherise’s delicate voice

his

almost ethereal skin glowed under the

think Cherise looked beautiful

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an innocent and elegant touch to her demure. Unless you knew, you’d never guess she was initially a girl from the countryside.

awake?” Cherise asked,

continued, “It’s time for dinner. Should I wheel you downstairs?”

nodded faintly.

he was not in a good

servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving like skittish

him out of the

the table was adorned with several candles and red wine and steak –

had asked Frances and Mr.

trouble for her? This was her first experience of a candlelit dinner like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She

slightly and inquired in a chilly tone,

having… Steak and a birthday cake,” Cherise said almost inaudibly as she wheeled him closer to the dining table.

even colder. “Birthday cake?”