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.

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

as a newborn kitten, Zachary had somehow extinguished the flames of

fell over the room, everyone stunned by the sudden turn

Cherise shattered the

voice a rollercoaster of surprise

to

of joy, Kareen surged towards Zachary, her cry of “Zac!” echoing through the room.

playfully tousled her hair. He teased, his eyes twinkling, “Easy there, big girl.

face shining with tears, held

thought… I thought I wouldn’t be able to

“With a brainiac sister like you,” he winked at Kareen, “and—” his gaze softened as he turned to Lyra, who peeked out from behind him, eyes glistening, “and with a stunning lady

disapproval, popped

into his arms. She teased him. “Well, shouldn’t you two lovebirds be heading to

turned as red as a ripe apple while Zachary smirked like a cat who got the cream. He tilted his head towards Cherise, perched like a watchful bird in the corner. “Speaking of honeymoon suites, I wouldn’t mind some alone time with my bride. However, given my current