Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203 What Have I Done? 

It was a night filled with confusion. Before heading to Lennon’s, Damien thought he was ready to come clean with Cherise. He was naive to believe that everything was under control. 

He hadn’t imagined he would get worked up and become disoriented, causing him to deviate from his initial plan. 

He raised his hand and gently ruffled her head. “Cherry.” 

“Damien, you lied to me…” 

Even in her sleep, Cherise was restless, gritting her teeth and muttering in her dreams. 

Damien sighed, removed her clothes, and slipped under the covers, holding her. “It’s my fault.” 

“I shouldn’t have lied to you. 

“I should have told you earlier.” 

“You jerk!” 

“Yes, I’m a jerk.” 

“I won’t forgive you…” 

“Then I’ll behave well and wait for your forgiveness…” 

“…” 

The voice of the sleeping woman was slightly muddled. “I think I’m starting to fall in love with 

you… 

Damien, holding Cherise’s arm, paused for a moment. 

After a while, he tightened his 7 on her arm. “Me too.” 

And like that, Damien held her, listened to her slumber-induced chatter, and closed his eyes. 

Just as Damien was on the verge of falling asleep while holding Cherise, the phone in her pocket. buzzed. He furrowed his brow, retrieved Cherise’s phone, and was about to silence it when he noticed a familiar name: lan Philips. Almost instinctively, he opened the message. 

Hey, Cherry, don’t forget our bet. Have you tested Damien’s eyes? Can he see? Remember not to 

underestimate him.” 

Damien’s grip on the phone tightened. 

He knew. He knew Cherise wouldn’t suddenly start doubting his sight and even resort to this lame 

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idea to test him. It turned out that lan was the instigator. 

Damien sneered and deleted the message. After erasing it, he contemplated for a moment and blocked lan’s number on Cherise’s phone before he went to bed contentedly and snuggled up to 

his wife. 

That night, Cherise slept soundly. 

The following morning, with the rising sun, Cherise opened her eyes. She instinctively pushed away the man’s arm draped over her, stretched lazily, and wanted to get out of bed to freshen up and make breakfast. 

However, when she got out of bed and surveyed the room, she noticed that the decor was… different. Her mind froze for a few seconds before fully comprehending everything that had transpired the previous night! 

Where am I? Is this Lennon’s house? Then, the person in the bed… 

A sense of panic surged within her!