Chapter 482 Which Should I Choose?
Cherise pursed her lips, contemplating her options. She simply wanted to remain Cherise Shaw, but it seemed unlikely. With a sad smile, she said, “Okay, Grandpa. Give me some time.” She turned and made her way upstairs.
As she ascended, she overheard Gwen’s laughter. “I envy you. You have the privilege of choosing your surname.”
“As for me, I don’t even know where my parents are. I have no choice but to be a Tanner. The adoped, unloved daughter of the Tanner family.”
Cherise’s heart tightened, but she continued on her way.
That night, after dinner, Cherise pretended to feel unwell and retired early. She lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling without blinking.
She understood the challenges faced by everyone around her.
Her aunt didn’t want to see her because she had moved on with her new husband and wanted to leave the past behind.
Her uncle didn’t want to maintain frequent contact because he hadn’t fulfilled his promise to return Cherise to her mother. Moreover, he now worked under her mother and couldn’t have a friendly relationship with his master’s daughter.
Her grandfather wanted her to change her name, hoping she would embrace her lineage and receive the protection that only the Tanners could provide.
Each of them had valid reasons for their actions.
But what about Cherise?
Had everyone forgotten that she, too, was an individual with her own emotions and desires?
Had she been too considerate of their feelings that they had overlooked her own thoughts and feelings?
“What’s on your mind?” Damien unbuttoned his shirt and climbed into bed, pulling her close to him.
Cherise was completely different from this morning when they went to try on wedding gowns.
Damien gently poked her cheek. “Did you not like the dresses you tried on today?”
“Or is your mother giving you a hard time?”
“It’s neither.”
Cherise kissed him on the cheek and looked deeply into his eyes. “Darling, if…”
“I mean, if. If you had to choose between doing what you believe is right and letting go of something you hold dear.”
“Which would you choose?”
“I would choose not to let go.”
Damien held her tenderly and planted a kiss on her lips. “People can make mistakes, but they cannot ignore the desires of their hearts.”
“One choice is based on reality, and the other is your dream.”
“It’s only natural to hold onto your dream, isn’t it?”
Cherise felt a surge of warmth.
This man was undoubtedly the one she wanted to spend her life with.
He hit the nail on the head.
Taking a deep breath, Cherise leaned in closer and shared the events of the day with him. “Sweetheart, which option would you choose if you were in my position?”
Damien chuckled and placed her phone in her hands. “I would choose the third option.”
“What?”
“I would confide all my worries to Zachary.”
Cherise frowned. “Zachary?”
“Is Zachary good at giving advice?”
Damien shook his head. “But he has another ability.”
The ability to convey everything to Charisa Miles.
After comforting Cherise, Damien returned to work.
Cherise stared at her phone, hesitating to contact Zachary, when he called her. “Bunny, Aunt Charisa wants to know if you’re free for lunch tomorrow.”
“She wants to know your favorite foods.”
Cherise pursed her lips and carefully listed her preferences, considering the question.
