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.’

to her, he had always been

pounded the ground like a

out of Jack’s house and sprinted towards the Shaw family’s home.

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

and

“Plumkin.”

want to go home…”

past flickered through Cherise’s mind, playing out like a film

and Tay’s hands as they strolled

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

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am.” Cherise said

dry. “She’s just

bare shoulders gleaming in the sunlight. He picked a berry

the back. “These are for the kids,

“Sarah only has eyes for her own kids,”

come over and get some from me.”

as she held onto Sky and Tay’s hands. “Uncle Shaw is still a kid at

was fifteen years old, had just been accepted into one of the most

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

poor, we don’t need you to be the breadwinner. Your

“That’s right.”

be able to get into school. We’ll need you to care for us in