Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 434

Chapter 434 I Don’t Care If He Loves Me 

Danielle narrowed her eyes and glared at Cherise. The harshest punishment for attempted. murder on a spouse… would probably be the death penalty. 

“Once she’s dead, Damien would, of course, marry you.” 

Cherise’s eyes widened, “You-!” 

She calmed herself down after the initial shock. 

“So you were the one behind Damien’s attack.” 

The only reason Danielle would be so sure of her success in framing Cherise was if she was behind the attack all along- 

“Indeed.” 

Danielle looked down and rubbed her fingers. “Damien probably wasn’t even aware that the people around will obey only me when I return.” 

“Miss Lenoir.” 

Mr. Kolson emerged from the room and humbly interjected, “I’ve asked the doctor to increase the dosage for Mr. Lenoir. He won’t wake up for a few hours.” 

“Good. 

Danielle smirked at Cherise. “See that?” 

Cherise frowned. She finally understood. 

The ‘attack’ on Damien was just a dose of sleeping medication. 

She felt like she could finally breathe. 

Damien wasn’t actually hurt. 

He just got… Stabbed in the back by his own family. 

“Danielle.” 

Holding onto Danielle’s wheelchair, Sage smirked, “We’ll go with your idea. To prevent any unwanted surprises, let’s call the police now and have her arrested.” 

She’d do anything if it meant getting one step closer to being Damien’s wife! 

“Okay.” 

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Danielle smiled and nodded at Mr. Kolson. 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Mr. Kolson nodded and left. 

He gave Cherise a cold, derisive glance as he passed her. 

A chill entered her heart. 

Damien trusted Mr. Kolson, and yet… 

Cherise looked up at Mr. Hampson standing by the door. 

Their eyes met, but he quickly looked away. 

Cherise smiled bitterly. 

How would Damien feel when he woke up and found out everyone he had trusted had betrayed 

him? 

“Alright.” 

Danielle yawned. Spinning the wheelchair around, she gave one last order, Tm leaving this to you, Sage.” 

Before she closed the door, Cherise caught a glimpse of a nurse carefully injecting something into Damien’s IV. 

Her hands clenched into fists as she stared defiantly back at Sage. “Are there any side effects to the drug you’re giving him?” 

“Of course not.” 

Sage leaned comfortably against the door. Her eyes were cruel as she mocked Cherise, “I didn’t think you’d be so concerned about my future husband.”