Chapter 111 I Won’t Eat
He acknowledged that he looked pretty cruel on the surface because he had previously instructed Blake to hang Nicky from the rooftop.
But it was what Nicky deserved.
Compared to what Nicky had initially done to Cherise, Damien didn’t feel like what Blake did was unreasonable.
If Nicky wasn’t Cherise’s cousin and if he wasn’t afraid that Eriana wouldn’t let Cherise go if Nicky died, he wouldn’t have allowed Nicky to live to see another day.
He felt that he had been sufficiently kind. But to Cherise, he was ruthless and heartless?
How innocent and kind was this girl?
Had she never seen the dark side of the world?
Cherise shook her head. “No.”
“I know you did it because of me.”
The intense fury in the woman’s eyes decreased by half when she said it.
She pursed her lips and looked at Damien as she explained earnestly. “Although Cressa is mean to me, she’s a treasure to her family.”
“Her dad is a good person.”
“Ian is my senior. He’s also a good person. Nothing is going on between us.”
“I feel you shouldn’t treat them like this, honey…”
Damien narrowed his eyes, and a self-deprecating smile appeared in the corners of his lips. “What proof do you have that I arranged for them to be in such a state?”
Cherise’s complexion paled.
She didn’t have proof. All of it was her conjecture.
But other than Damien, who else could be so capable of leaving the two people in a bad state at the same time?
She couldn’t think of anyone else.
Therefore, she deduced that he had arranged it.
The woman’s hands were clenched into fists by her side. She still believed that both matters were related to Damien.
He wanted her to have evidence because he knew she couldn’t come up with proof, so he refused to admit anything.
She pursed her lips and looked up at Damien. She was still sincere. “Darling, I know you did it for my sake, but they…”
“Can you let them go?”
At that moment, the sun was setting. No lights were on in the bedroom.
Cherise’s stubborn and obstinate eyes were exceptionally bright in the dark. They were so bright that they pierced his heart.
Damien narrowed his eyes.
She didn’t even seek actual proof and decided that he must have had something to do with Cressa and Ian’s current state.
She even wanted him to let them go.
He didn’t know anything. How could he let them go?
Frances’ knocking rang outside the door as the two were deadlocked. “Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir, it’s time for dinner.”
Damien furrowed his brows slightly and rose from the bed. “Go and eat.”
Cherise stayed on the bed and looked at him fixedly without moving.
Damien turned to look at her again. His deep voice was slightly annoyed. “It’s time to eat.”
Damien stayed seated on the bed. She didn’t move. “Honey, if you don’t promise me, I
won’t eat.”
Damien was amused. “Promise you what? To let them
go?”
“It had nothing to do with me in the first place. How can I let them go?”
Cherise furrowed her brows. “But it must have had something to do with you.”
“I won’t eat if you don’t promise to let them go.”
Damien laughed in his rage.
The girl was still stubborn, inflexible, and refused to see reason.
He sat in his wheelchair gracefully and rolled it downstairs. “I guess you’re not hungry.”
As the man’s voice rang, the bedroom door shut with a bang.
Cherise still sat by the bed in her initial posture. Her voice hurt fiercely as the door shut.
Does he plan on…. ignoring and disregarding me?
An inexplicable, almost aggrieved feeling surged in her heart.
