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?"

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

Sh*t.

her to run, Cherise fought the urge to break into a

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

of effortless grace, the

smirk graced his lips as he addressed her, "So where does Mrs. Lenoir

his temples. "Hmm... let's consider the options...within Yatesville, where might Mrs. Lenoir

tone laced with theatrical mockery. "There aren't that many

trickled

appeared that evading him today would be an impossible

her throat, Cherise attempted to mask her panic with flattery, forcing a smile to her lips. "Escape? Why would I ever want to

just realized minutes ago that there's a note I accidentally left inside Lucy's bag," she improvised, the lie flowing smoothly from

raised an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his

them, each step deliberate and measured. "Would you like me to join you in collecting that note you

on her, her nervous swallow betraying her growing unease at the pressure mounting with each

offer. "No... there's no need!" she insisted, her voice betraying a

anyway. I

glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes.

him with a sense of triumph.

"Well, since it can wait, shall let's

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