Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1137

Chapter 1138 You're Not Escaping

The car glided to a halt in front of Cherise and Damien's residence. As Cherise embarked from the vehicle, her gaze fell upon Otto waiting at the doorstep.

"Otto? What are you doing here?" she asked, surprise coloring her tone. Shouldn't he be working at the office with Damien around this hour? she thought to herself.

"Mr. Lenoir departed from work earlier than usual today," Otto explained, his demeanor grave.

Casting a sympathetic glance at Cherise, he added, "Mr. Lenoir expressed some...dissatisfaction with Mrs. Lenoir's performance earlier and wishes to discuss the matter further, Mrs. Lenoir."

Cherise's countenance froze, a flicker of panic igniting in her eyes.

In a flash, she recalled Damien's displeased expression from their earlier intimate encounter.

Oh, snap!

His stormy departure that morning was momentarily forgotten as she went about her day!

With a sharp slap to her forehead, she hastily concocted an excuse. "I just recalled an urgent matter I need to address elsewhere, so I can't head home this instance; I'll uhh..."

Her words drifted into silence as she abruptly pivoted on her heel, attempting a swift escape.

"And where exactly do you want to go?"

a deep, chilling tone, pierced the air, halting Cherise in

Sh*t.

dread coursed through her veins. With every fiber of her being calling her to run, Cherise fought the urge to break into

her shoulders, her eyes caught sight of a tall figure leaning casually against the doorway, his presence imposing yet eerily tranquil. His gaze pierced her, observing her with keen

long legs exuded a sense of effortless grace, the clean lines of his attire underscoring an air of understated refinement

graced his lips as he addressed her, "So where does Mrs. Lenoir intend to run off to?" His voice, though calm, carried an undertone of

for effect, he raised his long, slender fingers to gently rub at his temples. "Hmm... let's consider the options...within Yatesville,

shame," he said, his tone laced with theatrical mockery. "There aren't

of sweat trickled

that evading him today would be

her panic with flattery, forcing a smile to her lips. "Escape? Why would

note I accidentally left inside Lucy's bag," she improvised, the lie flowing smoothly from

skepticism evident in his

measured. "Would you like me to join you in collecting that

of his gaze bearing down on her, her nervous swallow betraying her growing unease

smile, Cherise quickly declined his offer. "No... there's no need!" she insisted, her voice betraying a hint of

anyway. I can

Damien responded, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his

filled him with a sense of triumph. He

"Well, since it can wait,

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