Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1082 Reminiscing Over Antics "Sob, sob! I was beside myself with worry!" "You call the way to Calais to rescue me, to finally put things to an end. If you're wrongly implicated because of this, I don't know how I'll be able to carry on..." Though it was Cherise who had endured the ordeal and likely required the most solace, she discovered herself in a position of consoling Savannah instead.

"See, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Cherise tenderly placed a comforting hand on Savannah's shoulder, lifting her gaze.

Standing by themselves from an area not too far away, Steve and Damien observed their interaction with warm smiles. Cherise's wide, helpless eyes looked back at Steve, a silent plea for assistance. "Shouldn't consoling Sav fall under your responsibility?" "You were quite the expert at that back in high school," Steve quipped playfully, mischief dancing in his eyes.

He then directed his attention to Damien. "That's how things were back in high school," he explained, a hint of affection coloring his words.

"Sav would cry for her and embrace her. In turn, Cherise would reciprocate by offering solace to Sav. And the cycle repeated constantly." Damien arched an eyebrow, "There were times that Cherry did not do well in her exams?" "Indeed," Steve openly disclosed Cherise's academic history. "People think Cherise only made it to the top because she was diligent; they all thought

each passing moment, "there were a couple of exams where she struggled because she slept in during lessons and did not learn the important notes the teacher was covering!" Damien chuckled at the

not!" she

tightened into a firm line as she listened to Steve's teasing. Even though she went through her graduation stago, she couldn't stand the thought of the distinction she received as an elite

as she sought to deflect attention away from herself. "Sav here can verify that!" But Steve was quick to counter her argument, his grin widening as he revealed his trump card. "Hah! I have evidence! I snapped sshots of you nodding off in the middle of lessons!" "Once we're back in Shawburry, Mr. Lenoir, I'll dig them up and

eyes at Steve. "You're going to get it, Steve!" she

laden with delicious dishes, the air filled with laughter and camaraderie as they celebrated Savannah's homecoming and an end to Cherise's ordeal. Steve, the host of the evening, had spared no effort in preparing a feast to entertain their guests. The table overflowed with

your vacation in Shawbury?" Cherise was on the verge of suggesting they extend their stay for a few more days, but before she could speak, the man across from her