Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 983 Blake’s Affection

So… Such was the perception others held of her–flirtatious, seductive, feigning innocence, and repulsive.

Confronted with these unfounded allegations, Cherise harbored no anger, merely finding them absurd.

The time for wrath had passed when she had already elucidated the situation with Sebastian to Damien.

Now, confronted with these accusations, she couldn’t help but find them bemusing.

There were too many who blindly trailed the crowd, too many who propagated rumors.

What mattered to these individuals, who had never even crossed paths with her, about her relationship with Damien, lifestyle, or character?

With a deep breath, she cast the magazine aside and turned her gaze, only to find Blake fixedly staring in a particular direction.

She furrowed her brow, trailing his gaze–towards a young female student.

Innocent and charming, adorned with large glasses and double ponytails, she emitted a cute and pure aura.

With brisk steps, she approached the desk diagonally across from them, deftly retrieving a thermos from her backpack and rising to pour water.

From Cherise and Blake’s vantage point, they could admire her lovely profile.

Blake sat beside Cherise, silently observing her, his admiration and fondness evident in his

gaze.

often mentioned visiting was where he sought glimpses of this girl.

enamored teenager to see the

girl completed pouring water and made

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Blake’s Affection

sustained an injury a few days ago

surprise, concern knitting her brows. “You were injured? Are

deepened, his words stumbling,

as

and placed it before Blake, her lips forming a subtle pout. Tve

noting there

girl had been diligently saving a sweet treat for Blake daily, eagerly anticipating his

return?

tender display of youthful affection sparked

you… his

her interjected. “He’s never brought you here before, so I assumed he didn’t have

You…

with the girl, who

girl gracefully

sprang to his feet,

the library,