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.

on Zachary’s pale face

had somehow

the room, everyone stunned by the sudden turn of events.

shattered

exclaimed, her voice a

‘only to collide with Kareen,

joy, Kareen surged towards Zachary, her

his eyes twinkling, “Easy there, big girl. Remember your manners

her face shining with tears, held him close. “I’m just…so

thought… I thought I wouldn’t be able to see

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 like my partner

in mock disapproval,

pushed her into his arms. She teased him. “Well, shouldn’t you two lovebirds be heading to the honeymoon suite by now?”

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.