Chapter 554 Revelations Over Spicy Delights
Despite being best friends with Cherise, Lucy had mixed feelings about Damien. However, she was willing to set them aside for now.
“As long as you’re happy.”
“Lulu, let’s discuss this later,” Cherise said, her voice filled with unease as they left the hospital.
Stepping out into the sunlight, Damien, dressed in a striking white suit trimmed with gold, approached Cherise’s crimson BMW.
Cherise followed him with a frown, “Mr. Lenoir, if you’re paying, why am I driving?”
“I’m unfamiliar with the area.”
Damien leaned casually against her car, arms folded. “I only heard about this city 72 hours ago. Do you expect me to know my way around and find the best food?”
Cherise sighed, admitting that it was her oversight.
She unlocked the car and slipped into the driver’s seat while Damien settled into the passenger seat.
Cherise took a deep breath. “What would you like to eat, Mr. Lenoir?”
“Your call, lunch is on me anyway.”
“Just choose a place you like.”
Cherise asked skeptically, narrowing her eyes. “Really?”
“Absolutely.”
They cruised along the highway in the BMW.
Eventually, Cherise took Damien to a restaurant specializing in spicy food.
Bright red chili peppers, scorching hot, were served to them within minutes of sitting down.
Damien raised his eyebrows at the sight of fiery red chili peppers adorning the table. “Since when did you develop a taste for such spicy food?”
He remembered her preference for sweet treats.
She used to love sticky pudding, cakes, and gelato.
Five years had passed, and she seemed to have developed a taste as fiery as her new personality.
“I’ve always liked it.”
Cherise retorted with a smirk, savoring the boiled fish. “Back in Shaw family village, Aunt Wanda’s boiled pork slices were my favorite.”
Damien furrowed his brows, surprised. “I never knew,”
“That’s because I studied you before our marriage.”
Cherise explained as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. “You didn’t like spicy food, so I assumed you wouldn’t like ‘spicy’ girls either.” She emphasized the word ‘spicy.
“So, I pretended to like sweets.”
Damien listened quietly, his expression growing pensive.
He had only just learned about the sacrifices she had made to accommodate him.
But in the end…
Later, when forced to choose between her and his family, he didn’t choose her.
After parting ways with Damien, she no longer had to pretend. She ate whatever she craved and behaved. in a way that made her comfortable.
She didn’t have to worry about whether her actions were frowned.
In many ways, it was a relief.
upon.
Damien silently observed her devouring the chili peppers, his lips tightly pressed together as he swallowed.
So…
She had done much more than he was aware of.
A peculiar bitterness swelled in his chest.
Damien took a deep breath, helped himself to a piece of boiled fish, and took a bite.
The numbing and spicy sensation burned his tongue and moved down his throat.
So this was the taste she enjoyed
He had always claimed to love her, but it wasn’t until now that he truly understood.
He was doing more than just accepting the situation he was now consuming mouthfuls of chili bombs, torturing his body, mind, and soul.
Cherise watched him, her amusement turning into concern as she saw his face pale..
“Damien Lenoir! Have you lost your mind!?”
She exclaimed, rushing to his side. “Spit it out! You can’t handle this!”
