Chapter 10


    Cherise’s hands shook slightly as she held Damien’s wheelchair. Damien’s words prompted her to


    realize something. None of the servants bothered toe to them since they entered Lenoir


    Residence. She looked at Damien’s chiseled facial features under the dim moonlight and felt pity for


    him. His cousin, Tristan, bullied him because of his disability and molested his wife right before his


    eyes. Furthermore, his aunt and uncle mocked him, never treating him with respect. As for his


    grandfather… Previously, Cherise thought Damien’s grandfather cared about him. Otherwise, why


    would he be concerned about Damien getting married? However, she witnessed how coldly Old Mr.


    Lenoir treated Damien in Lenoir Residence. Thus, she believed Old Mr. Lenoir also disliked Damien.


    She could not help but feel sad as she thought about this. Damien lost his closest family members from


    a young age. Furthermore, his other rtives mistreated him. It must have been heartbreaking for


    him… Cherise instinctively reached out and gently held his cold hand. His hand trembled slightly, jolting


    her to her senses. She withdrew her hand abruptly as if scalded. Still, she said firmly, “I’m your family


    now, and I’ll always be with you.” Damien appeared bewildered for a second. He turned to Cherise and


    looked at her through the ribbon over his eyes. Cherise thought he did not hear her properly. Thus, she


    repeated in earnest, “Although we… have only been married for one day, I’m not like them. I will be


    loyal to you. Even if you’re cursed, I’m not afraid. I’ll always be with you.” Damien chuckled silently.


    “Come here.” Cherise went to him obediently and was suddenly pulled into his embrace. His breaths


    gently brushed against her neck, making her feel ticklish. He held her with one hand and used his other


    hand to tuck her hair behind her ears gently. “Are you sure you’re not afraid?” The moon appeared


    hazy, partially shrouded by wispy clouds. Cherise’s heart began to palpitate as she remained in


    Damien’s embrace. The ck silk over Damien’s eyes made him seem forbidding under the moonlight.


    He looked alluring yet dangerous. Cherise could not help but blush. This handsome man has been my


    husband since yesterday. I guess I’m lucky, right? Cherise looked adorably and alluring, with her


    cheeks flushed. Damien repeated the question in his gruff voice. “You want to be with me? Are you not


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    afraid you could die?” Those words of warning sounded cold on his lips. It hurt Cherise’s heart to see


    him like this. She nodded and looked into his eyes earnestly as she replied, “I’m not afraid.” Although


    three of his fiancées died, I married him and survived. It means I have enough good luck for both of


    us! Damien looked into her innocent and sincere gaze and sighed. “You silly girl.” However, a figure


    suddenly dashed out of the house before Cherise could determine whether he meant those words as a


    mess, and his suit was disheveled. Furthermore, his cheek was swollen with a palm print on it. He


    kicked Damien’s wheelchair violently and shouted, “You were usually so quiet that we thought you were


    mute. Who knew you’re capable of instigating me at the right moment.” “I should have known you’re up


    to no good.” “You egged me into fighting with the Belcourt family. Thanks to you, the Belcourt family


    threatens to drag the matter to the public, causing Grandpa to take back thepany he just gave me


    to save his face!” “You blind b*stard! You tricked me!” Damien chuckled and said coldly, “Since you


    knew I was up to no good, why did you still fall for it?” “Are you so stupid that you needed beating to


    realize you shouldn’t have quarreled with them?” His tone was harsh and sarcastic, pushing the


    already fuming Tristan off the edge. Tristan kicked Damien’s wheelchair several times, causing it to


    wobble unstably. He thought he had kicked hard enough to make Damien fall out of the wheelchair.


    Unexpectedly, a woman’s hands stabilized the wheelchair as it was about to tip over. Cherise held the


    wheelchair still and red at Tristan. “Don’t bully my husband!” Tristan was rendered speechless. He


    could not believe his eyes when he saw her furious re. Previously, Cherise was so meek and docile


    that she did not dare toin when he pinched her butt. Yet, she not only red but scolded him.


    He sneered and grabbed her chin. “Why? Are you going to defend him?” “Have you forgotten your


    ce? You can’t even protect yourself.” Heughed menacingly. “Aren’t you scared I’ll assault you right


    before your useless husband?” He thought a woman who didn’t dare toin when he molested


    her would not dare to fight back. However, he was wrong. Cherise clenched her teeth. She removed


    her high heel shoes and attacked Tristan’s face with them. “I don’t care if you bully me, but I’ll never


    tolerate anyone bullying my husband!” “What makes you think no one cares about my husband? I’ll


    have you know that I’m protecting him from now on!” Tristan was disoriented from being hit by


    Cherise’s shoes. By the time he recovered, Cherise had run away barefoot, pushing Damien down the


    flower-lined path and disappearing into the distance. Tristan wiped his face and smelled the stench of


    blood. He cursed under his breath and thought to chase after them. However, Raymond shouted


    behind him, “Get back here! Haven’t you humiliated yourself enough?” “But Dad, Damien schemed


    against me!” “It’s because your mistake allowed him to do so!” Raymond red at Tristan. “You have


    better behave!” “Your grandfather is furious. If Damien tattle to him, you will lose your chance to get


    money from that old man!” Tristan scoffed indifferently. “Grandpa doesn’t care much about him anyway.


    It’s been years since he kicked Damien out of the house. He even arranged for Damien to marry a


    country bumpkin. He’s not nning to let him inherit anything!” Raymond sneered. “Would he have


    married that country bumpkin if I didn’t get rid of his three previous fiancées?” Tristan was stunned.


    “His threete fiancées. Did you…” “I did it.” Raymond stood in the shadow and lit a cigarette. “Don’t


    assume you can sit back and rx. Your grandfather cares about that cursed boy.” … Cherise kept


    running, pushing Damien in his wheelchair. Desperate to escape, she finally found her way out of the


    road. Once she confirmed Tristan did not run after them, she slumped to the ground and leaned


    against the wheelchair, gasping for breath. She had not been this nervous for a long time. “Thank you.”


    Damien reached for a bottle of mineral water at the side of the wheelchair and offered it to her. Cherise


    twisted open the cap and drank a few gulps. She felt much better after that. Then, she wiped her sweat


    and turned to Damien. “I ran too recklessly just now. Did I hurt you?” Damien leaned into his wheelchair


    and smiled. “My butt is bruised all over from the rough ride.” Cherise was stunned before asking guiltily,


    “Really?” “Do you want to see them?”