Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) Novel
Chapter 989

Chapter 989 Unexpected Rescue Cherise’s heart quickened its pace within her chest, racing with apprehension.

Could it be? Was her meticulously crafted escape plan unraveled too soon? Contrary to the scandalous rumors that swirled around her, no journalist could have fathomed replaceing her concealed within the confines of such a filthy receptacle! As the footsteps outside dwindled into silence, a fresh set of resolute footfalls approached, each bearing an air of elegant indifference.

With each approaching stride, Cherise braced herself for the inevitable.

Gritting her teeth, she resignedly closed her eyes, fully convinced that her fate was sealed.

This was the moment, the end of everything! step Not only had she failed to shake off the relentless pursuit of those shady journalists, but now she was about to be caught squatting in a trash can, which would undoubtedly bring immense shupon herself.

She held the esteemed position of Damien's wife, who presided over the Lenoir Group! The humiliation weighed heavily, proving too much to bear! She could already imagine the scandalous headlines, picturing her grimy face amidst the garbage.

No way! She couldn't cause embarrassment to her husband! Lost in her distress, Cherise was startled by the sudden cessation of footsteps.

Then, as someone lifted the trash can lid, sunlight flooded in, causing Cherise to squint, clench her teeth, and bow her head in resignation.

She anticipated the journalists would either pull her qut of the trash can or, at the very least, tip it over, revealing her shameful predicament to all.

But to her surprise, the person who lifted the lid remained still momentarily.

Perplexed, Cherise heard a voice from above, tinged with a mix of helplessness and amusement. “Mrs. Lenoir, wantto take this trash can home?” Cherise was utterly shocked! The voice-clearly Damien’s-sent a surge of excitement through her, warming her heart instantly.

Balance: 235+0 @ 1 Coins = 1 Pearls Chapter 989 Unexpected Rescue head tilted slightly downward, a faint smile dancing upon his lips as he uttered, “You silly girl.” Just these words made Cherise’s heartache with a blend of emotions-annoyance, excitement, and tenderness- tears welling in her eyes.

Ignoring her disheveled state, Cherise stood up abruptly, reaching out to embrace Damien. “Darling... she murmured, overwhelmed with emotion.

She had assumed that the library's signal would be blocked, leaving him unaware of her predicament.

She had resigned herself to face the ordeal alone, fearing that her inability to escape would embarrass him and tarnish his reputation.

However, she had yet to anticipate his timely arrival.

“I'm sorry I'm late,” he apologized, reaching out to encircle her waist with one arm while gently stroking her back with the other. “Don’t cry.” “I don’t mind your tardiness, Cherise replied, attempting to suppress her tears, which flowed freely nonetheless.

“I'm just... so grateful that you cto my rescue so promptly.” “No, I should have arrived sooner,” he sighed as he removed bits of debris from her body.

“Had I been quicker, my wife wouldn't have found herself hiding in a trash can disguised as garbage.” Cherise remained silent, her heart heavy with emotion.

“You silly girl,” Damien chided gently, offering her a wistful smile as he lifted her from the trash can.

Clad in a sleek, high-priced suit, he presented an image of immaculate dignity.

In stark contrast, she was drenched in filth and grime, her appearance utterly disheveled.

However, he showed no sign of concern as he cradled her in his arms, his touch exuding the utmost care, reminiscent of carrying a cherished princess.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Mr. Hampson smiled at the gathered reporters, “I apologize for any inconvenience. My lady simply enjoys indulging in a gof hide-and-seek with Mr. Lenoir.” Send Gifts 6.1K