Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 975 Late Night Revelation

You’re home, Cherise greeted Damien as he entered.

Her eyes, still carrying traces of sleepiness but unable to hide their innate clarity and brightness, as she fixed them on him. “Did you eat?”

“I grabbed a light bite at the office,” Damien replied, gently tucking her in with a thin blanket. I’ve told you not to wait up for me.”

“It’s already past ten,” he remarked, noting the lateness of the hour.

*If I hadn’t come back tonight, were you planning to sleep at the dining table?” Damien queried a hint of amusement in his tone.

Feeling a twinge of embarrassment, Cherise hesitated before admitting, “I have something to discuss with you.

Furrowing his brow, Damien inquired, “Why didn’t you call me if it was urgent?”

“I thought it would be better to talk in person,” Cherise explained as she rose from the bed.

Damien sighed in exasperation. “If it couldn’t wait, you could have asked me to come home earlier.

Cherise’s lips formed a slight pout, her voice tinged with hesitation. “I was concerned that… I might disturb your work if you were busy.”

After expressing her thoughts, she looked up at him with a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting. innocence and clarity. “I don’t mind waiting a bit longer. I have ample time.”

Damien furrowed his brow as he peered down at the petite figure seated on the bed.

light filtering through the lampshade illuminated her pure and fair

tender sensation stirred within

lifted her slender form without hesitation and cradled her in his

he murmured softly.

held Cherise close, his embrace so

be gentler,” she managed to utter, her voice barely above

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975 Late Night

in a deep voice, expressing his regret.

her back on

to talk

of the bed, his gaze steady as he regarded

used to work,” Cherise explained, retrieving a voice recorder from the bedside table and passing

arranged for him to pass it to you through

brow furrowing in concern. “Yolanda gave

confirmed, her lips pursing.

it alone and that you must listen with me. “He specifically instructed that I shouldn’t listen Ait

glanced at her with a hint of helplessness.

routine typically led her to

had fallen back into familiar patterns–early to bed and early to rise, waking around five in the