Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1090 Cherise's Got Skills There was a momentary silence over the line before Mandy asked quietly, "Is Cherise okay?" "Don't let her find out about Uncle Beckham. I think, even if he wasn't physically injured, the experience will likely leave him with mental scars." "I understand." Damien silently gave Cherise a meaningful glance as he replied to Mandy. "Don't worry, Cherise is a doctor herself. She will understand what her father needs to recover. Everything will work out." "That's true." Mandy sighed softly before ending the call.

Damien put away his phone and turned to face his silently weeping wife.

Feeling his gaze on her, Cherise sniffed and wiped away her tears. "I'm fine. I just... I feel like... my parents have suffered too much in their lives." Many years ago, on that fateful night, though her mother had been the victim, she had chosen to leave her family quietly for the sake of her father. After leaving, she joined the Miles family and becthe head, silently supporting her father's career from behind the scenes, though she dared not appear in front of him.

Her father searched for her mother for so many years before finally finding her and learning that she had been silently helping him all these years, but before they could reunite, her mother passed away.

It had been five years since her mother passed away, but her father still hadn't gotten over her mother. Otherwise, he wouldn't have flown over to seek revenge as soon as he found out where Raymond was hiding.

Cherise felt her heart ache with longing at the love her parents had shared. She burrowed into Damien's embrace. "Honey, if one day I disappear like my mom did or die, will you still remember me? Will you still keep on loving me?" "What's running through your mind now?" Damien gently smoothed back her hair. I won't let you disappear again. I'll always be here to protect you, and I'll keep you by my side so that I can show you how much I love you every day." "Okay, do that." More tears fell from her eyes. "I trust you." Night finally arrived. There was no moon or stars to break up the black of the night sky as if thick, dark clouds covered it. There was a sense of bleakness that no ray of hope could penetrate. Damien put on black clothes that blended with the shadows, equipping himself with the necessary gear while pleading with Cherise Shaw. "Will you please stay behind?" "No," Cherise shook her head aggressively. "Letcwith you. I'll be even more worried waiting here. You have to takeMou, even if it means that I have to stay in the corner and watch." Damien chuckled mirthlessly, then waved Mr. Hampson over.

"Mrs. Lenoir, please put this on." Mr. Hampson held out a bulletproof vest in front of Cherise. "All of us here have self-defense training and years of experience working as a team under Mr. Lenoir... except for you." Cherise didn't know what to say. As she watched the people around her get ready for the night ahead, she reluctantly admitted to herself that she was the weakest link.

But even if she was the weakest, she couldn't bear to watch them plunge into danger while she was holed up somewhere safe. She couldn't watch another loved one dive into danger on her watch.

She held out the surgical knife she always carried with her. "I can protect myself." "Of course." Damien smiled. "My wife is a specialist cardiac surgeon who can accurately pinpoint where the heart and major vessels are. The rest of us here don't have that skill." Cherise proudly lifted her head. "That's right, I have skills that most people don't." But this was a situation that would strike fear even in the most fearless and skilled of men. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.