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?"

chilling tone, pierced the air, halting

Sh*t.

run, Cherise

look over her shoulders, her eyes caught sight of a tall figure leaning casually against the

grace, the clean lines of his attire

as he addressed her, "So where does Mrs. Lenoir intend to run off

the options...within Yatesville, where might Mrs. Lenoir run off to seek a safe haven?

shame," he said, his tone laced with theatrical mockery. "There aren't that many places you can hide in

of sweat trickled down her

him today

coughing to clear her throat, Cherise attempted to mask her panic with flattery, forcing a smile to her

left inside Lucy's bag," she improvised, the lie flowing

raised an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his gaze.

grace, he closed the distance between them, each step deliberate and measured. "Would you like me to join you in collecting that note you left with Lucy, Darling?" he offered, his voice silky and

weight of his gaze bearing down on her, her nervous swallow betraying

declined his offer. "No... there's no need!" she insisted, her voice

anyway. I can grab

well," Damien responded, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes. "Good

abashed expression filled him with

can

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