Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Lurking In The Dark 

Cherise walked confidently towards the villa, her footsteps resounding in the quiet air. 

The footsteps behind her grew closer and more urgent. 

Cherise quickened her pace as her heart pounded in her chest. 

She knew she was insignificant in the mansion; even her husband, Damien, held no power within those walls. 

Without Mr. Kolson, no one could speak up for her; she had to rely solely on herself. 

Cherise hurried through the floral pathway of the Lenoir Residence. 

Her racing heart finally calmed as she reached the entrance of the Lenoir Residence. She had come this far; surely, she was safe now… 

“Ah!” 

As she pondered, the footsteps behind her suddenly stopped. In the next moment, her whole body was violently jerked backward as her backpack was yanked- 

Cherise found herself in Tristan’s arms. 

“Let go of me!” 

She cried, struggling against his grip with all her might. 

She had been cautious but never expected that Tristan would dare to touch her as soon as she stepped foot in the mansion’s living room! 

*Shut up! Why are you screaming? 

Tristan nervously covered her mouth, swiftly dragging her into a corner of the small garden. “I finally caught you alone. Did you think I would let you go?” 

“That blind man has been interfering the last few times, and it angered me!” 

Cherise struggled and yelped as she bit his hand. Let go of me!” 

“Do you conveniently forget the promise you made last time? If you touch me again- 

Tristan seethed with suppressed rage as he remembered the past incident. 

With a swift motion, he raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap. ‘Smack!’ The sound echoed through the air. “You dare mention that last time?” he growled. 

“Acting all innocent and virtuous in front of me every damn time!” he spat, his voice filled with 

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contempt. 

“And what happened? It made the headlines, almost resulting in someone else’s child!” 

Cherise was left dazed, seeing stars from the intensity of his blows. 

Despite the pounding in her head, Tristan’s scornful and condemning voice continued to ring in her ears. 

Cherise clenched her teeth. “That was fake news!” 

Lennon 

“I never had anything with Lennon… so keep your hands off me!” 

“…” 

“So? What’s your excuse now?” 

With a sneer, Damien landed another brutal slap. “It doesn’t matter, you’re already tainted. What harm would it do if I had my turn?” 

He tore Cherise’s dress apart, his hands ruthless and relentless. 

“Tristan!” Cherise seethed. 

Cherise gritted her teeth and pleaded, “Think about the consequences of your actions!” 

“I don’t care about consequences. So what?” Tristan’s laughter was hollow as his eyes burned with malice.