Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 519

Chapter 519 Farewell 

“This too shall pass.” 

Lucy gently patted her back and sighed deeply, “Everything always does.” 

“Cherry, it’s up to you whether the grudges from previous generations should affect your feelings. for Damien, Lucy said. 

In the days that followed, Damien respectfully kept his distance from Cherise. 

She underwent surgery, faced nightmares alone, and visited Charisa – all alone. 

“Cherry,” Charisa said, leaning against her bed’s headboard and smiling. “Don’t let my issues affect your life.” 

“Mom…” 

Cherise’s mind wandered as she gazed out the window. “I have been absent from your life for nineteen years.” 

“In your future, too, I’ll remain absent.” 

“Your dad is no different – he’s not one to take care of others.” 

“Acknowledging him requires dividing your attention, and it’s not glamorous.” 

“So, Cherry,” Charisa lowered her gaze, looked intently at Cherise, and said gravely, “I suggest you…” 

“Consider this period of your life as a dream.” 

“But remember, Damien must stay away from Maeve.” 

Cherise bit her lip, held Charisa’s hand and was at a loss for words. 

Her parents had both made great sacrifices for her. 

She had thought that Damien was genuinely willing to sever ties with Maeve. 

Then, perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope for them. 

Cherise called Damien after leaving the hospital room. 

“Do you want to meet?” 

“Okay,” 

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Cherise and Damien agreed to meet at her favorite coffee shop. 

She was with lan the last time she was here. 

lan had made her drink a cup of coffee that broke her heart that day. 

Cherise felt an eerie sense of familiarity upon returning here. 

Before she had finished her coffee, Damien walked in. 

She hadn’t seen him for a week. 

He had lost weight and looked noticeably worn out. 

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She admired how he wore the familiar black suit neatly while his face was adorned with light stubble. 

He looked at her with obsidian eyes and croaked out her name, “Cherry,” still radiating profound 

affection. 

This was the first time Cherise heard him call her with such a strained voice. 

“Hmm.” 

She raised her head a little, trying to muster her radiant smile. 

But she couldn’t smile. 

In the end, her face was etched with more pity than tears. 

Damien looked at Cherise’s hand, still wrapped in gauze, and asked softly, “Does it still hurt?”