Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 814

Chapter 814 A Man Of Character 

Cherise looked around, bewildered. The stall was now completely surrounded by men ready to fight. Instinctively, she stepped back and turned to the sleazy man. “What…” 

It was evident that these thugs were prepared. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gathered so quickly just to harass a woman dining there. Instead, it seemed like they had been lurking around, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. 

Cherise glanced at Damien, who was still engaged in a fierce battle. Although she knew her husband was formidable, he couldn’t take on ten opponents simultaneously. Moreover, it seemed like there were hundreds of them. 

Under these circumstances, Damien would have to be superhuman to win. But the reality was, no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t fight off so many at once. 

“Hehe, do you see how powerful I am now?” The sleazy man laughed at Cherise. “If you don’t want your man to end up with broken legs and arms, you better serve me well!” 

Cherise closed her eyes and knew she couldn’t let this continue. She recalled her past experiences, including how she dealt with Tristan five years ago and the times she faced danger. 

She took a deep breath and picked up a beer bottle with trembling hands before smashing it against the table. After the bottle shattered, she held a piece of glass in her hand. 

Filled with sudden courage, she pressed the glass shard against the sleazy man’s heart. “Since you came prepared, I guess your boss didn’t tell you I’m an excellent cardiac surgeon.” 

She bit her lip, trying to keep her voice steady. “I can accurately locate your heart. If I push this down, your. life is over.” 

Her fierce gaze frightened the sleazy man. 

“Don’t believe me? Look it up. My name is Cherise. I used to be a cardiac surgeon at Lermille Hospital,” Cherise continued coldly. 

“If you’re as good as you claim, kill him.” 

Just as Cherise thought she had scared the sleazy man, a middle-aged man in a suit strolled over, fanning himself. “Stab his heart with the glass. I’m curious to see how long it takes for a person to die after their heart is pierced.” 

Then, the slender middle-aged man casually sat on a chair. He glanced at the still-fighting Damien with eyes full of mockery. “Impressive skills.” 

After that, he turned to Cherise. “And impressive courage. But why did you provoke someone you shouldn’t have?” 

The middle-aged man fanned himself and continued, “Since you know someone hired us, would you like to hear our employer’s exact words?” 

After ruthlessly smashing his fist into the face of the man in front of him, Damien turned around and pulled Cherise into his protective embrace. Then, he looked coldly at the middle-aged man, saying, “If you 

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