Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 642 Tristan’s Appearance

It was at that moment that Maeve noticed Cherise standing at the doorway.

She smiled lightly at Cherise before turning her attention to the man with a black silk cloth covering his eyes. “Tristan, could you please pour some water?”

The man promptly rose from his seat and carefully held a glass as he walked to the water dispenser to get water for Cherise.

Cherise watched the man’s figure, her eyes widening in surprise. Tristan…?!

“Have some water, Cherise.”

While Cherise was still in shock, the man had already extended a glass of warm water towards her, Cherise accepted the water in disbelief, her gaze fixed on the man.

Could this man really be Tristan Lenoir?

The infamous Tristan Lenoir, known for his promiscuity and ultimately blinded by his own father?

have a seat.” Maeve smiled gently at Cherise, a flicker of unease in her eyes. “You must be wondering why Tristan is here, right? He was overseas for a while but hurried back when he

a negative impression

Maeve. “Where are Charles and Damien?” Maeve was alone in the hospital room. Why would they leave her alone in the room with a

said they were looking for at doctor named Isaac Roebuck.”

glass tightened abruptly. They

to seek him out herself after finishing her

all the recent troubles she had been dealing with,

catch up with him and Charles.

very

to Maeve. Despite his gentle

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were cut from the same cloth. They prioritized their own interests and didn’t care about the rest of

a man like him in Maeve’s ward was like having a ticking time bomb! Maeve was so frail that she wouldn’t even have time to call for help if he decided to harm

a deep breath and addressed Tristan coldly. “Mr. Lenoir, Mrs. Luther needs her rest. If there’s nothing else, you should leave.”