Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 412 Jumble Of Memories

“Don’t interfere in other people’s lives. Do you hear me?”

“Uncle,” Cherise sobbed.

Cherise wept uncontrollably, her eyes fixed on the man on the screen.

Memories of sitting on her uncle’s lap and begging him not to send her away flooded her mind.

“Silly girl,” her uncle had assured her, “I won’t have the heart to send you away.”

“Don’t forget that you begged me to keep you here.”

“Promise me you’ll never search for your biological parents.”

Cherise, who was seven at that time, nodded her head. “Alright.”

“You are the best, Uncle Shaw. I promise I won’t find them!”

Cherise’s tears streamed down her cheeks, her gaze fixed on Elvis’ face on the screen.

Uncle Shaw… is the best person I know.

But she didn’t feel like the best daughter.

She had never called him ‘Dad.’

had always been her

ground like a relentless

bolted out of Jack’s house and sprinted towards the Shaw

herself at the heavy metal door and clutched the lock; her vision blurred with

Sky and Tay.”

“Plumkin.”

want to

Cherise’s mind, playing out

Sky’s and Tay’s hands as they

she rocked back and forth in her chair. “A kid trying to take care of a kid.

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course I am.” Cherise said proudly.

set them out to dry. “She’s just like her uncle, always trying to act like a

Sarah with a mischievous grin, his bare shoulders gleaming in the sunlight. He picked a berry from the bowl and popped it into his mouth. “Was I

back. “These are for the

for her own kids,” she said with a twinkle in her

come over and get some from me.”

lit up with a grin as she held onto Sky and Tay’s hands. “Uncle Shaw is still a kid at heart!”

montage played-Cherise, who was fifteen years old, had just been accepted

she clung to her grandmother. I don’t want to go to school. We don’t even

“Even if we are poor, we don’t need you to be the breadwinner. Your uncle can

“That’s right.”

his homework. Tay and I won’t even be able to get into school. We’ll need you