Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) Novel
Chapter 930

Chapter 930 Fried Egg

Soren nodded, “That's right.”

“But...” The woman pouted slightly, feeling slightly aggrieved. “But he just lied to me.”

“Really?” Soren raised his brows and glanced at Serafina. The next moment, Serafina ran to Damien with a small

bag on her back. “You scoundrel! Why did you lie to Mommy?” Upon reaching the man, the little girl raised her

tiny fists and began pummeling Damien's thigh. “I'll beat you up for Mommy's

sake!”

“Hmph!” The little girl's fists continued to pelt Damien’s thigh. He could only smile helplessly and let her hit him.

“I was mistaken.” He looked up at Cherise upstairs. “I'm sorry.” Soren also smiled and looked at Cherise. “Ms.

Shaw, are you still upset?”

Cherise was dumbstruck. Are they treatinglike a child?! But on second thought, she realized she was

clueless now. She didn’t remember anything, so she was no different from a child. The woman sighed in

exasperation. “I'll forgive you...” She turned to look at Damien and said, “If you makesomething delicious to

eat!”

Damien's figure froze slightly. “Are you... sure you wantto make you something to eat?” Cherise pursed her

lips and nodded. “I suddenly feel like having fried eggs.” Damien looked up into her clear eyes. After a while, the

man turned and strode towards the kitchen.

“Mr. Lenoir, letdo this...” Shortly after, a skeptical voice cfrom the kitchen. “Mr. Lenoir... Oh, that’s not

how you do it... Mr. Lenoir...”

Upon hearing the chaos coming from the kitchen, even Soren, who liked to pretend he was mature beyond his

years, couldn't help but laugh. Cherise burst into laughter as well. “I can tell he lovesto the best of his

abilities.” Otherwise, how could he cook forwhen he owns such a big house with so many

servants?

Ten minutes later, Cherise sat at the dining table, looking at the greasy, golden fried egg in front of her. She

looked up at Damien in disbelief. “Did you really make this?”

“Mm.” The man held his head high, very proud and pleased with himself. “If you don’t believe me, I'll take you to

the kitchen now and fry another egg for you, Mrs. Lenoir!” Cherise pursed her lips, “I believe you...” After that,

she looked at the unappetizing fried eggs in front of Soren and Serafina sympathetically...

How can I not believe him? This man must have made many fried eggs and gavethe best one, right?

Otherwise, why are all the servants lining up to get fried eggs from the kitchen? And each of those fried eggs...

were uglier than the other. After making so many, the best one Damien made lay on Cherise’s plate. After losing

her memory, this was Cherise’s first tbeing moved by Damien. She smiled at him. “Thank you.”

“You're husband and wife. No need to say thank you!” Just as Cherise finished speaking, Serafina, who was

eating breakfast at the side, quickly reminded her. “Your relationship will grow cold if you're so polite! Mom and

Dad, you can’t grow apart!”

Cherise blushed slightly. She lowered her head to eat “Okay. I'll keep that in mind.” She looked even more

childlike than Serafina. Damien smiled helplessly. He sat beside her, served her food cautiously, and carefully

observed her condition. Before long, Cherise polished off her breakfast.