Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 804 Bridal Intervention

Raymond crumpled under Damien’s relentless fists, a whimpering mess.

Begging for mercy had long been abandoned, replaced by a suffocating silence.

Damien, a furnace of rage fueled by years of betrayal, rained down blows.

Each blow was a prayer for his shattered parents, every punch a demand for blood. He was a whirlwind of fury, oblivious to Raymond’s fading pulse.

But just as Raymond’s breath hitched, a hand clamped onto Damien’s arm. It was Zachary, the extraordinary groom, looking sharp in his suit despite being confined to a wheelchair.

His voice, frail as a feather, cut through the air, “Please don’t turn my wedding into a slaughterhouse, Dame. Lyra, my angel, doesn’t deserve this.”

Damien froze, the inferno in his chest flickering like a dying candle.

swiveled his head, his gaze landing on Zachary’s pale face and Lyra,

newborn kitten, Zachary had somehow extinguished the flames of

hush fell over the room, everyone stunned

shattered the silence.

exclaimed, her voice a rollercoaster of surprise

‘only to collide

surged towards Zachary, her cry of “Zac!”

and Zachary playfully tousled her hair. He teased, his eyes twinkling,

shining with tears, held him close. “I’m just…so happy!”

thought I wouldn’t

softened as he turned to Lyra, who peeked out from behind him, eyes glistening, “and with a stunning lady like my partner here, waking up was the easiest decision

pursed in mock disapproval, popped up from Zachary’s embrace.

her into his arms. She teased him. “Well,

cat who got the cream. He tilted his head towards Cherise, perched like a watchful bird in the