MARRYING THE MAN IN THE DARK - Season 1 Episode 48

Her volume was too loud, and the people around them gave them looks. “I just don’t want to be a

bother.”

Damien may

“Cherise.”

be rich, but he has his worries.

Lucy took a deep breath. “Have you ever thought that from the moment you married Damien, you two

are a lawful pair of husband and wife? In what world are there couples who hide things from each

other? Marriage is the closest relationship there can be between two people. He’s your closest person.

Are you not tired of being this secretive and cautious around him?”

Cherise chewed on her spoon. “But we’re not a regular couple.”

She could take care of him, protect him, and do anything he wanted.

But she did not need him to do anything for her.

Because she was the one owing him. He was her benefactor.

“How are you not a regular couple?!”

Lucy was about to lose her temper again.

“If Damien does not treat you as his wife, he shouldn’t have married you in the first place! He can call it

a burden or anything he wants, but this is his obligation now!”

Cherise furrowed her forehead and patted Lucy’s hand while handing her the spoon. “Let’s just finish

our food.”

Lucy felt that all she said was for nothing.

That was how Cherise had always been.

She was stubborn, inflexible, and thought of herself lowly.

“You’re heading in the direction of the dinosaurs if you continue this.”

“So be kind to me.”

Cherise gave her a light smile. “I’m going to the sanatorium later.”

Lucy’stabbed the food in her bowl with the fork. “Take it easy. I have no plans to clean up your body.”

Knowing that Lucy meant well, Cherise placed a piece of meat in Lucy’s bowl. “Alright, finish up your

food. Aren’t you going to the dance class in the afternoon?”

“Hmph!”

When they finished the meal, Cherise took public transport to the sanatorium.

She fell asleep on the way. When she woke up, they had arrived at the terminal stop.

She had to prick herself with a pin to keep herself awake.

Even so, she was late when she finally arrived at her destination.

“You’re late.”

Lila looked at her, full of disdain. She shoved a heap of bed sheets into her hands. “Wash these.”

Cherise nodded. She went to the laundry room to find all the washing machines malfunctioning.

She went back to Lila.

“All the machines are broken. The mechanic is not around these days. You can just hand wash the

sheets.”

Lila scorned her.

“Ian says you’re a good worker. You can’t say you can’t even finish washing the bed sheets, which is a

simple task. The pay here may be generous, but it’s not charity.”

Cherise nodded. “I understand.”

Lila leaned against the door, watching as Cherise was scurrying about. The image of Ian fetching

Cherise home kept appearing before her eyes.

“Eyeing my man?”

She scoffed. “You have much to learn.”

Although there was a large pile of sheets, Cherise was used to washing clothes by hand as she grew

up in the countryside. It was not a difficult task.

The most challenging part was fighting her drowsiness.

She had only washed one when she almost fell into the water basin.

“You’ve only washed one, and you’re already tired?”

Lila scorned her. “Cherise, I praised you to the boss, saying you’re a great worker. Don’t let me down.”