Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 412

Chapter 412 Jumble Of Memories 

“Don’t interfere in other people’s lives. Do you hear me?” 

“Uncle,” Cherise sobbed. 

Cherise wept uncontrollably, her eyes fixed on the man on the screen. 

Memories of sitting on her uncle’s lap and begging him not to send her away flooded her mind. 

“Silly girl,” her uncle had assured her, “I won’t have the heart to send you away.” 

“Don’t forget that you begged me to keep you here.” 

“Promise me you’ll never search for your biological parents.” 

Cherise, who was seven at that time, nodded her head. “Alright.” 

“You are the best, Uncle Shaw. I promise I won’t find them!” 

Cherise’s tears streamed down her cheeks, her gaze fixed on Elvis’ face on the screen. 

Uncle Shaw… is the best person I know. 

But she didn’t feel like the best daughter. 

She had never called him ‘Dad.’ 

But to her, he had always been her father. 

The rain pounded the ground like a relentless drumbeat. 

Cherise bolted out of Jack’s house and sprinted towards the Shaw family’s home. 

She flung herself at the heavy metal door and clutched the lock; her vision blurred with tears. 

“Also, Sky and Tay.” 

“Plumkin.” 

“I want to go home…” 

Memories from the past flickered through Cherise’s mind, playing out like a film reel. 

When Cherise was five, she tightly gripped Sky’s and Tay’s hands as they strolled through the garden. 

Grandma chuckled softly as she rocked back and forth in her chair. “A kid trying to take care of a kid. What a big kiddo you are!” 

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“Of course I am.” Cherise said proudly. 

Aunt Sarah washed berries and set them out to dry. “She’s just like her uncle, always trying to act like a grown-up. 

Elvis sauntered over to Aunt Sarah with a mischievous grin, his bare shoulders gleaming in the sunlight. He picked a berry from the bowl and popped it into his mouth. “Was I like that?” 

Sarah swatted him playfully on the back. “These are for the kids, Elvis. Put it down!” 

Grandma’s lips curled into a fond smile. “Sarah only has eyes for her own kids,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. 

“Elvis, come over and get some from me.” Grandma said. 

Cherise’s face lit up with a grin as she held onto Sky and Tay’s hands. “Uncle Shaw is still a kid at heart!” 

The next montage played-Cherise, who was fifteen years old, had just been accepted into one of the most prestigious high schools in town. 

Her eyes filled with tears as she clung to her grandmother. I don’t want to go to school. We don’t even have enough money to survive.” 

Sarah tapped Cherise on the head gently. “Even if we are poor, we don’t need you to be the breadwinner. Your uncle can earn enough for the family. Don’t worry about it!” 

“That’s right.” 

Sky pouted as he worked on his homework. Tay and I won’t even be able to get into school. We’ll need you to care for us in the future, sis!” 

Elvis kicked Sky lightly on the shin. “What nonsense are you talking about? Don’t you think you’ll be able to get in with such a smart sister?”