Chapter 919 Because Of You
Damien pursed his lips and glanced at Blake, who had been silent in the corner with his head down. “Blake.” The young man raised his head, looked at Damien silently, and lowered his head again. “Since Cherise won’t talk, you do the talking.” Damien pursed his lips and walked briskly to Blake. “Where did you go, and what did you do? Why did you come back like this?”
Blake pursed his lips and looked up at Damien, his eyes filled with immense hostility. “Are you angry that we came back alive?” Damien frowned deeply. He couldn’t help but admit that he was taken aback by Blake’s gaze, which was filled with animosity. Damien had never seen Blake look at him like that. It felt like Blake would pull out a knife and stab him at any moment.
Upon seeing Damien silent, Blake took a deep breath and stood up. “Cherry is like this because of you.” Damien narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold. “What do you mean?”
“Am I wrong?” Blake sneered, “Mr. Kolson and I risked our lives to escape from those people with Cherry. After that, we saw a car from Lenoir Group, thinking we were saved.”
“Then?”
Those people said they were following your orders to kill the woman who had betrayed you.”
“No way!” Maeve rushed down and said, “Damien has been sending people to look for you. It’s impossible!”
“Yes, he sent people to look for us.” Blake forced a smile and was still looking at Damien nastily. “You sent so many people to intercept us. Mr. Kolson, Cherry, and I never expected to escape from the enemy’s siege only to be held at gunpoint by our own people.”
“You must be mistaken.” Damien pursed his lips, trying to keep his voice as low as possible. “I wouldn’t do that. I have no reason to do so.”
“Yes, you do!” Blake looked up and glared at him coldly. “You think Cherry slept with another man and cheated on you!”
“She would never sleep with other men!” Damien gritted his teeth, reaching out to grab Blake’s collar. “Watch your words. Cherise would never cheat on me!”
“Let him go!” Before Damien could say anything else, a woman’s shriek rang in his ears. Cherise threw the blanket wrapped around her to the side and quickly ran barefoot to Damien. She raised her hands and pulled his hands off Blake’s collar. “Let him go!” Cherise was looking at him, but her gaze… was no longer as bright and tender as before. At that moment, her eyes were only filled with hostility, as if he was her enemy.
The man froze slightly as his long, slender fingers let Blake go stiffly.
“Are you okay? Are you alright?” Cherise quickly rushed to Blake, nervously straightening his clothes. “Does it hurt?”
Maeve frowned. “What…”
“It seems like Mrs. Lenoir doesn’t even recognize Mr. Lenoir anymore.” Frances sighed. “She only recognizes Mr. Blake now.”
Damien reached out towards Cherise, but the woman deliberately turned and avoided him. She held Blake’s hand. “Are you okay? Are you injured? Does it hurt?” Damien fell silent as he witnessed her caring tone and tender gaze.
He pursed his lips, looking at the woman before him grimly. When he left in the morning just one day ago, she had gently put on his tic, buttoned up his shirt, and tiptoed to kiss him on the lips, “Work may be tiring today. All the best.”
