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.

Damien should have lost some of the vigor he possessed

he became in bed, leaving her struggling

reached her ears, soon accompanied by the gentle bubbling of

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

her delight, she reached for her phone,

serves me right, Lennon had his sights set on your best friend, didn't

they raised as

not blood-related, isn't it peculiar for two individuals brought up as siblings to

friend? Why would Lennon suddenly

against the headboard, phone in hand, her head

How is this possible...

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 had a

profound affections for Lucy... was now betrothed

her hands trembling as she reached for her

be some sort

"

'misunderstanding'?"

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