Chapter 114 I’m Keeping My Word
Blake heard it.
The young boy picked up the milk again. “Have some milk, Cherry!”
Cherise shook her head and turned him down.
“But you’re hungry,”
The young teen had a stern expression.
Cherise took a deep breath. She looked away and leaned against the bay window. “Come here and watch the animation.”
After Damien had left yesterday, Cherise had called Lucy.
She felt that some of Lucy’s standpoints were correct.
For example, Cherise couldn’t always let Damien call the shots as husband and wife.
If she retreated, she would never have an ordinary social life again.
The men Cherise was close to would be targeted, while the women Cherise had terrible. relationships with would be miserable.
Therefore, she needed to argue strongly for what was right.
She had no powerful weapons to resist Damien, so she could only use such a way.
She was betting. Betting that Damien loved her dearly.
If Damien didn’t love her dearly…
She didn’t know what to do…
Blake sat beside her obediently.
As the opening song of the animation started, Cherise asked indifferently, “Have you eaten breakfast?”
“Yes.”
The girl pursed her lips. “Damien… Did Dame eat?”
She was healthy. She would be fine if she skipped a few meals.
The man was in poor health. Would he abstain from eating and drinking because he was upset with her?
“Yes.”
Blake’s large eyes blinked. “He ate a lot.”
Cherise was dumbfounded.
Alright, I was overthinking!
She was sulking and not eating. But not only did Damien not skip a single meal, he also
ate a lot!
She knew it!
“Dame reminded me just now not to bring food for you.”
Cherise was dumbstruck.
In
any case, she was determined to stand off against the overbearing and insufferably arrogant man!
Since she said she wouldn’t eat or drink, she would keep her word!
As Cherise thought about it, she took a deep breath and pressed the pause button.
She got up and stuffed the warm milk on the table into Blake’s hands. “Bring this to Dame.”
Blake shook his head. “This is yours.”
“I’m not going to drink it. It will go to waste if it’s left here.”
Cherise smiled as she coaxed him. “Quickly go. I’ll wait for you to return!”
“Tell him that I’m keeping my word.”
The young teen pursed his lips as he carried the milk away.
A minute later, the young teen in blue placed the milk on Damien’s study room desk.
“Cherry said she’s keeping her word.”
“This is for you.”
Damien was stupefied.
The man picked up his cell phone with a dark expression and called Mr. Hampson. “Make her eat something right now. At this very instant!”
Mr. Hampson nodded immediately and left. “Alright! I’ll arrange for it now!”
At eight o’clock in the morning.
Frances smiled and opened the door of Cherise’s room. She was holding a highly alluring slice of fruit cake. “Mrs. Lenoir, this is a fruit cake I just learned how to make. Try it for my sake?”
Cherise smiled and turned Frances down. “I’ve been having cavities lately. I can’t eat anything sweet.”
Ten minutes past eight.
The burly Mr. Kolson knocked on Cherise’s room door while carrying a plate of sliced. fruits. “Mrs. Lenoir, these were sent over by Old Mr. Lenoir. They were air-flown from overseas. Have some for his sake?”
Cherise massaged her brows and said, “Put them in the refrigerator. I don’t want to cat
them.”
At half past eight.
A bodyguard in the villa with whom Cherise was acquainted carried a piece of roasted chicken and opened the door of Cherise’s room. “Mrs. Lenoir, my beloved pet chicken, felt depressed today. It took its own life and flew into the oven. I can’t bear to eat it, so I’m sending it over…”
Cherise was flabbergasted..
“You have absurd ways of trying to get me to eat!”
