Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) Novel
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Chapter 737 I Don’t Need Your Mercy

“Um…” Lyra glanced at Cherise, feeling at a loss. She didn’t know what had happened and wasn’t well acquainted

with Cherise. She wasn’t sure what to say.

After a long silence, a disturbance echoed in the corridor. Mr. Kolson was dragging Ursula in.

His demeanor towards Ursula had changed drastically. He no longer treated her respectfully like he would other

women. It was clear that Mr. Kolson was furious. Ursula’s face was bruised, and he had most likely slapped her.

“Kneel down!” Mr. Kolson forced the petite Ursula to kneel on the ground before turning to Cherise. “Mrs. Lenoir.

I’ve brought her here.”

“Pil!” Ursula still remained defiant at that moment. “You’re nothing but a bully!”

Cherise scoffed. As she rose, her eyes were ablaze with fury as she glared at Ursula. “You’re behind today’s

incident, aren’t you?”

“What did I do?” Ursula looked away and denied it. “Don’t falsely accuse me. I don’t know anything!”

“You don’t know anything?” Damien sneered. “Do you want me to produce evidence of your meeting with the truck

driver today?”

“I witnessed you at the scene.” Cherise looked at Ursula. Her gaze was calm, but she was seething with suppressed

rage as she addressed Ursula. “Ursula Mortis, haven’t I shown you and your sister great mercy? Why are you still

scheming against me?”

“I don’t need your mercy!” Ursula retorted with a sneer. “I’ll admit that it was wrong of me to conspire to run you

over with a truck. I never expected anyone to sacrifice themselves for you when the truck was about to hit you. If

I’m not mistaken, the driver of that car was a man, right? Was he your former lover?”

“He really tried his best. He must have realized it was too late to honk, so he decided to accelerate and collide with

the truck head-on to spare you. He must love you deeply, Cherise. How many lovers like these do you have outside?

I…”

‘Smack

Before Ursula could complete her sentence, the seemingly gentle and demure Lyra had slapped her harshly. The

young girl’s round eyes were wide open. “You’re a venomous snake! You’re utterly wicked!”

Ursula’s head tilted to one side from the force of the slap. She licked the metallic taste of blood from the corner of

her mouth and looked at Lyra with a sneer. “Who the heck are you?”

“The man inside is my fiancé!” Lyra stared at her coldly. “My fiancé is in this state because of you! I won’t forgive

you if anything happens to him!”

Ursula looked at Lyra and laughed after a moment. “You’re this man’s fiancée?” She looked at Lyra with tauntingly.

“You’re truly pitiful.”

“If you hadn’t said anything, I would have assumed you were Cherise’s sister. That man is with you he probably

sees you as a substitute for Cherise, right?”

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“What a pity. It’s a shame.” As she spoke, she shook her head regretfully. “It’s a pity he can’t let go of Cherise even

with you as a substitute. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have driven his car towards that truck for Cherise’s

sake.”

Lyra’s hands at her sides clenched tightly. After a moment, she unclenched her fists and looked at Ursula

disdainfully. “Are you trying to sow discord between us?”

“I never considered myself as anyone’s substitute. Zachary liked Cherise in the past, and he likes me now. He’s

attracted to a certain type, not a specific person.”