Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 564

Chapter 564 I Hit Myself 

Upon seeing his tear-streaked face, Cherise felt overwhelming sympathy. She approached him, pursing her lips, and handed him a tissue while reassuring him. “I’m here.” 

Syatt took a deep breath and accepted the tissue with a pitiful expression, wiping away his tears. “Dr. Shaw, I’m distraught.” 

Cherise sat by his bedside, her lips still pursed, and gently comforted him. “It’s alright. It’s all in the 

now.” 

“I assure you that Damien will never appear before you again.” 

Syatt’s hand froze as he wiped his tears. 

He looked up at Cherise tearfully. “Why?” 

Why? 

It’s obviously to protect you from harm! 

Cherise took a deep breath. “It’s for your safety. Moving forward…” 

“For my safety?” 

Syatt was taken aback. “Dr. Shaw, have you misunderstood something?” 

“Where’s Mr. Lenoir?” 

Cherise was dumbstruck. 

“Mr. Lenoir?” 

“Yes.” 

past 

Syatt’s tearful eyes blinked. “Damien and I are now as close as brothers. From now on, I’ll refer to him as Mr. Lenoir out of respect.” 

Cherise was so taken aback that she was momentarily speechless. 

“Didn’t you… have a fight with Damien?” 

“A fight?” 

Now it was Syatt’s turn to be surprised. “Why would I have a fight with him?” 

Cherise pursed her lips. “What about the handprint on your face… 

“This?” 

Syatt touched the swollen handprint mark on his face. “I hit myself.” 

Cherise was dumbfounded. 

She had previously assured Lucy that no one else in Syatt Hotel, apart from Damien, would dare to slap Syatt. 

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She now stood corrected. 

Because, other than Damien, Syatt could also slap himself…. 

She looked somewhat upset. “Why did you slap yourself?” 

“Because I shouldn’t have pursued you, Mrs. Lenoir…” 

Syatt looked up at Cherise with a pitiful expression. “Dr. Shaw, no, Mrs. Lenoir. You’ll be Mrs. Lenoir to me from now on.” 

Cherise was dumbfounded. 

What an unexpected turn of events! 

“You slapped yourself and passed out?” 

“Why were you so worked up that you slapped yourself and passed out?” 

Faced with Cherise’s barrage of angry questions, Syatt pursed his lips, looking like a child caught red- handed. “Well, after we entered that room, Mr. Lenoir told me about your past with him, Dr. Shaw,”