Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 315 Children

Damien chuckled, hugging her petite frame tightly. “In any case, she’s not a biological

sister.”

“Of course, this is just a whim for now, but if it feels right…”

“Given her history, we should take it slowly. If every word she says is true and she has no ulterior motives, we can have her legally become a part of our family, you and me.”

Cherise hesitated, a bit perplexed. “Can we really do that? I thought only our children

would be…”

The man’s hand gently shifted towards her lower abdomen as he spoke. “I remember generously donating my ‘little swimmers’ to the cause.”

“If

pregnancy doesn’t occur, how about we schedule another extensive round of lovemaking and planting seeds in a few days?”

The warmth from his palm nearly scorched her skin.

She hesitated for a moment, a sudden flashback to her bedridden days from a few days.

ago.

altered in an instant. “No… that’s

your say doesn’t matter.” Damien playfully chuckled and pulled

the shadows of the night, the man’s smile gradually

Mandy to open up and share information about her background, hoping it would

he understood she might have been too frightened to

his surprise, Mandy revealed more

weren’t for Cherise by his side, he wouldn’t know how to handle this onslaught of information by himself.

to call each person one by one, organizing them for a mountain photoshoot excursion.

entire group had gathered in

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room.

somberly in one corner beside Lennon, both bearing visible

the other hand, were casually having their breakfast and engaged in conversation on

tender gaze at Rodney. “I owe you big time for this; I would have

of cereal soaked in creamy milk in one hand and a spoon in the other, playfully feeding Cherise. “What are you

more while Lennon let out a

with a mischievous smile. “Oops, that milk was boiling

the spoon

casually, “Hey, Lulu, your boyfriend’s quite the charmer. Aren’t you going to

a frustrated look without saying a word.

as he glanced briefly at Mandy. “Mandy, can’t you eat by

against the couch. “I’m not feeling great. Remember the fire incident last night?”