Chapter 52 A Threat
Damien’s neck veins bulged. “I never touched her. She was exhausted because she had been overworking due to blackmail.”
“Interesting,” Jacob muttered. He glanced at Cherise after Damien shared everything that had happened. His gaze was filled with respect and admiration for her. “She has been holding the fort for you but didn’t ask a penny from you. And she’s even working behind. your back. She’s a rare find.”
He turned to Damien and rolled his eyes. “Why did you call me here so late? You know she’s been over-exhausting herself, so all you had to do was give her sufficient rest.”
“First off, I wanted to remind you that it’s time to let the public know of my physical condition.”
“Secondly,” Damien added.
He reached out his hand and gently moved Cherise’s hair. “What could I do to make her stop pretending to be tough in front of me?”
His explanation took Jacob aback. “So you called me here because you don’t know how to deal with your wife?”
The man’s brows creased tightly. “In a way, yes.
He softly tapped the edge of the bed and said indifferently, “Leave it to me.”
“Do you have a place for me to stay the night? I think you should let her have some rest. after everything she’s been through.”
Damien nodded in agreement.
He planned to exhaust her to the point where she would ask for his help and tell him. everything about her difficulties.
Initially, he believed his commanding attitude towards her would remind her to share her problems immediately instead of bottling them up.
However, he never expected her to be so persistent and stubborn.
She would rather exhaust herself than share her burden with him.
She was a somewhat fragile and simple-minded little lady, but her persistence was beyond. anyone’s control.
“This must be the first time I’ve stayed at your place. It’s quite fascinating,” Jacob said, chuckling softly. He wrapped one arm over Damien’s shoulder. “As expected, you’re much kinder after getting married.”
After he finished his sentence, something didn’t feel right.
“If you’re kind, why would you let your wife faint from exhaustion?”
Damien didn’t want to argue with him, so he shrugged and left the room. “Think whatever
you want.”
Jacob frowned as he watched the tall, lean man walk away. He then glanced at Cherise, who was still fast asleep. “Don’t tell me you care deeply about this lady?” he said with at deep sigh.
Damien froze in his tracks, his shadow lengthening in the hallway light. “What’s wrong with caring for my wife?”
Jacob’s forehead creased. “But Damien, I’m sure you’re more than aware of what you’re up
against in the future.”
“I’m sure you know how your three previous fiancés died.”
“Although she managed to escape this time, she could still pose a threat to you in the future.”
Damien narrowed his eyes. “We can discuss this later.”
He wasn’t even sure how he felt about Cherise!
“It’s too early to say.”
The scorching afternoon sun beat down on the lady’s face through the windows.
The heat woke up Cherise.
She stretched out her arms as soon as she woke up.
The sun’s rays were too bright, so she had to squint as soon as she opened her eyes.
Why is the sun so hot in the morning?
She furrowed her brows, trying to gather her thoughts. Something wasn’t right. She picked up her phone to check the time and saw it was already past ten.
She was dumbfounded. She couldn’t believe she had slept past ten o’clock in the morning!
