Chapter 1139 A Startling Revelation

Damien emerged from the shower looking revitalized, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on Cherise's cheeks. "Hungry?" he asked.

Cherise's quivered slightly, her voice barely a whisper. "What kind of hunger are you talking about?"

A faint chuckle escaped the man's lips. "That, my dear, hinges on where exactly Mrs. Lenoir feels hunger."

His gaze traversed over her naked form as the words left his mouth.

Swiftly tugging on the blanket around her, proceeding to wrap her entire body in it, Cherise said, "My stomach is famished."

"Prepare some oatmeal for me," she added.

Damien then laughed heartily at her response. "Very well, I'll prepare a bowl of

honey oatmeal for that stomach of yours."

Attentive to the fading sounds of his receding footsteps as they traveled downstairs, Cherise slumped back vertically on the bed.

He's akin to a wolf, Cherise mused to herself.

his thirties, Damien should have lost some of the vigor he possessed

more insatiable he became in

stove reached her ears, soon accompanied by the gentle bubbling of oats simmering in

tugging the corners of her lips. Despite enduring a night of relentless passion, tossing and turning about, and utterly depleted of energy, the simple gesture of him

dwelled on it, the more buoyant her spirits became. Unable to contain her delight, she reached for her phone,

your best friend, didn't he? So

raised as

isn't it peculiar for two

what will happen to your best friend? Why would

headboard, phone in hand, her head swimming

How is this possible...

this very evening, Damien had fervently confided in her, asserting that Lennon couldn't

Yatesville to assist Colin solely for Lucy's happiness. Lennon was undeniably smitten and

profound affections for Lucy... was now betrothed to Violet, the very girl

as she reached for

must be some sort of

"

you mean 'misunderstanding'?" Heather shot back

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