Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 You’re Incredibly Lazy 

“No, I have to go. My classmate reserved good seats in the library. They are waiting for me to study together.” 

Cherise yawned and glanced at the food on the table. “Oh, can you give me two cartons of milk?” 

Frances nodded and placed two cartons of milk into Cherise’s backpack. 

Cherise sat on a chair by the entrance and put on her shoes, “Where’s Damien?” 

“He said he had to attend to some personal matters and left early. 

Frances smiled cheerfully. “Don’t worry about Mr. Lenoir. He always does his own thing. You should focus on preparing for your exam.” 

Cherise nodded. She finished putting on her shoes and stood up to leave. “I’ll only be back tonight.” 

“You don’t have to prepare lunch for me.” 

Since the counselor’s friend offered to tutor her, she felt she should treat him to lunch out of courtesy. 

Cherise hurried to the library. When she arrived, it had been around twenty minutes since her counselor called. 

She felt nervous and apologetic as she scanned her card to enter the library. 

Then, she took the stairs to get to the second floor. She came across someone unexpected at the landing. It was Kareen. 

Kareen had a backpack and carried a book in her arms. She seemed in a bad mood as she walked down from the second floor. 

Seeing Cherise, Kareen groaned angrily. “Consider yourself lucky!” 

Cherise was confused. 

Why should I consider myself lucky? 

As she hesitated whether to ask Kareen to explain what she meant, her phone rang in her pocket. 

“Cherise, it’s nearly eight-thirty! Why aren’t you in the library yet?” 

“My friend is getting tired of waiting for you!” 

“Hurry up!” 

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Chapter 393 You’re Incredibly Lazy 

“No, I have to go. My classmate reserved good seats in the library. They are waiting for me to study together.” 

Cherise yawned and glanced at the food on the table. “Oh, can you give me two cartons of milk?” 

Frances nodded and placed two cartons of milk into Cherise’s backpack. 

Cherise sat on a chair by the entrance and put on her shoes, “Where’s Damien?” 

“He said he had to attend to some personal matters and left early.” 

Frances smiled cheerfully. “Don’t worry about Mr. Lenoir. He always does his own thing. You should focus on preparing for your exam.” 

Cherise nodded. She finished putting on her shoes and stood up to leave. “I’ll only be back tonight.” 

“You don’t have to prepare lunch for me.” 

Since the counselor’s friend offered to tutor her, she felt she should treat him to lunch out of courtesy. 

Cherise hurried to the library. When she arrived, it had been around twenty minutes since her counselor called. 

She felt nervous and apologetic as she scanned her card to enter the library. 

Then, she took the stairs to get to the second floor. She came across someone unexpected at the landing. It was Kareen. 

Kareen had a backpack and carried a book in her arms. She seemed in a bad mood as she walked down from the second floor. 

Seeing Cherise, Kareen groaned angrily. “Consider yourself lucky!” 

Cherise was confused. 

Why should I consider myself lucky? 

As she hesitated whether to ask Kareen to explain what she meant, her phone rang in her pocket. 

“Cherise, it’s nearly eight-thirty! Why aren’t you in the library yet?” 

“My friend is getting tired of waiting for you!” 

“Hurry up!” 

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Cherise felt an urge to argue with the counselor. If he’s tired of waiting, tell him to leave! 

However, she did not dare to say that. 

After all, she was dealing with her counselor, whose status at the university was equivalent to a head teacher at school. 

She would face consequences if she dared to disobey him. 

“Sir, I’ve reached the library, I should be able to find your friend soon. Please don’t worry.” 

Then, she hung up and walked upstairs indignantly. 

She followed the counselor’s instructions and arrived at the south area of the second floor. 

It was quiet in this area. There was only a man sitting at a desk with his back facing her. He was engrossed in a game. 

Cherise frowned and felt skeptical that the man was her counselor’s friend, a top student.