Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 575

Chapter 575 Stealing Food 

“You’ve already eaten eighteen.” 

This voice… 

Serafina was startled and dropped the strawberry she was holding. 

The crimson fruit fell on the plush pink carpet, and the young girl looked up towards the voice. 

Soren stood at the doorway with crossed arms and looked at Serafina coldly with his dark eyes. “No wonder you didn’t want to eat dinner last night and refused strawberries from the supermarket when Mommy offered to buy them. It turns out you’ve been sneaking food here.” 

Serafina’s eyes widened. She pouted, feeling unjustly accused by Soren’s words. “I’m not…” 

“I’m not stealing food.” 

“Isn’t it considered stealing if you come into this house to eat when the owner isn’t present?” 

“I’m not…” 

Serafina’s face flushed. 

Even though she was only five years old, she understood that the word ‘steal’ had a negative meaning. 

Therefore, she defended herself vehemently. “A handsome man invited me to eat the strawberries!” 

“I didn’t steal food!” 

“The handsome man said he doesn’t like strawberries, but someone delivers them to him daily. I came to eat them because he has no other choice!” 

“I’m doing him a favor!” 

Soren scoffed. He shut the door and slowly approached Serafina with his arms crossed. He scrutinized the strawberries laid out before him. “Even the best strawberries Mommy can buy at the supermarket can’t compare to these.” 

“The strawberries here must cost more than the fish we cat.” 

“How can someone casually offer you such expensive fruit?” 

Serafina’s eyes widened. “But the handsome man said…” 

“Perhaps these strawberries are poisoned.” 

Soren intentionally frightened her. “Didn’t Mommy warn you against accepting food from strangers?” 

“Maybe you won’t recognize me or Mommy after eating these strawberries.” 

Serafina’s eyes widened. “Really?” 

“Yes… I’ve seen it in many cartoons.” 

The little girl’s tears began to flow at once, “What should I do…” 

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Soren scanned the room. “You must tell me who the owner of this place is.” 

“It’s me.” 

As soon as Soren spoke, a deep masculine voice echoed from the direction of the bedroom. 

The bedroom door swung open simultaneously, and a tall man emerged. 

Soren’s eyes widened. 

Serafina instinctively retreated. “Ren, it’s this handsome man.” 

Soren stared at the man who had appeared before him and was momentarily speechless. 

Is this man… my dad? 

But didn’t Mommy say that my dad passed away long ago? 

Then why does the man standing before me look like me? 

We don’t just look alike. We’re identical. 

He’s like an adult version of myself. 

Damien smiled faintly. He strolled leisurely to the sofa and settled down.