Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124 Can My Hubby Be Considered My Guardian 

Cherise was dumbfounded at the scene. Those were the midterm exam scores of the entire class! The scores were supposed to be recorded in the grading system and contribute to their academic credits… 

Distressed, she turned around to ask for Lucy’s help, but Lucy and Cressa were already fighting. 

Cherise was so anxious that she nearly cried. 

“Cherise Shaw, how could you let this happen? 

The additional mathematics teacher angrily poked Cherise’s forehead in the staff office. “You’re the class representative. It’s your responsibility to collect the exam sheets. Why did you let Lucy handle it?” 

The teacher pointed at the battered Lucy, who was standing in one corner. “Look at her now. How can she protect the exam sheets?” 

“I’m sorry, teacher…” 

Cherise looked at the few pieces of torn sheets she managed to retrieve, feeling helpless. 

“Do you think saying sorry will help? These are the results of the whole class! There are more than thirty students in the class. Can you guarantee that everyone will be willing to come back and retake the exam?!” 

Gritting her teeth, Cherise didn’t dare to meet her teacher’s 

gaze. 

“I…..” 

Seeing Cherise’s nervous look, the teacher rubbed her temples stressfully. “Talking to you is pointless. Call your guardian and get them here. I’ll talk to them!” 

Then, the teacher stomped away angrily. “If they don’t come today, you should. stay here until they come!” 

Cherise lifted her head. My guardian…. I can’t let my uncle, aunt, and grandma know I caused trouble at school. Moreover, if they came and saw the injury on my leg, they’d surely be worried. 

Suddenly, someone flashed in her mind – a face with eyes covered by black silk. 

She turned around to look at Lucy. “Lucy, do you think… my husband can be considered a guardian?” 

1/2 

In the Shaw Group’s headquarters, the atmosphere in the cold, solemn meeting room was suffocating. Every attendee attentively listened to the reports while taking notes. 

Damien, dressed in black, sat at the head of the table. His eyes were covered with black. silk, but his domineering aura couldn’t be concealed. 

The woman who was doing a presentation glanced at him the third time. Her voice was trembling. “Sir… what do you think about this proposal?” 

Just then, Damien’s phone rang. He took up his phone. A hint of gentleness came upon his 

face when he saw the incoming caller ID. “Why are you calling at this hour?”