Chapter 1013 Be Gentle
“You''re neither embarrassing nor melodramatic. I’m grateful you’re speaking from your heart, Damien assured Cherise, his hand
tenderly stroking her head. “Regardless if you’ve regained your memories, you''ll always be my beloved Cherise. Her personality
her endearing quirks, and her reliance on him remained unchanged.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
“However,” Damien continued, lifting her chin to meet his gaze, “If you want me tomit to sleeping beside you every night in
the future, ites with a condition. You must agree to my condition before | agree to yours.”
Cherise’s heart clenched. “What is it?” she inquired anxiously.
With a gentle smile, Damien retrieved the razor from the sink and offered it to Cherise. This,” he replied cryptically.
Cherise was dumbstruck, her eyes widening in surprise. “Why don’t you do this yourself...” she mumbled incredulously. She
scrutinized the razor in her hand, her hesitation palpable as she pressed her lips together. Despite her former proficiency as a
surgeon, the notion of wielding the razor on Damien’s face filled her with trepidation. He was Lenoir Group''s president and a
prominent figure in Adania.
The possibility of identally causing him harm and resulting in a scar that would mar his dignity loomedrge in her mind. And
the thought of the embarrassment that would ensue if it known that his wife had inflicted such an injury while shaving him... It
was unthinkable, me
With these apprehensions swirling in her thoughts, the razor felt like a red-hot coal in her hand. Cherise hastily threw the razor to
the sink.
Momentster, the razor found its way back into Cherise’s grasp. Damien’s dark, unwavering eyes bore into her, making it
impossible for her to refuse. “Mrs. Lenoir, are you declining such a simple request. from me?” his voice, firm and unyielding, left
no room for negotiation.
Under Damien’s unwavering gaze, Cherise reluctantly retrieved the razor. “Don’t me me if | identally nick you,” she
warned.
Damien simply smiled and nodded in response. “Go ahead.”
“You can’t me me!” Cherise took a deep breath, her brow furrowing in concentration. With hi being significantly taller than her,
shaving him would require her to tilt her head back, a prospec found exhausting. She pouted, then suddenly brightened as an
idea struck her. “Come here.”
Damien watched with amusement as the petite woman fetched a small stool and climbed onto it wh holding the razor. His lips
curled up at the sight. He obediently moved closer, reaching out to grab he slender waist, mindful of keeping her steady. This
time, she stood a few inches taller than him.
Cherise felt her cheeks flush as she instructed, “Look up.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Damien replied with a faint smile, tilting his head back as requested. “Please be gentle with me, Mrs. Lenoir.”
Cherise pursed her lips, switched on the electric razor, and was about to carefully shave his stubble.
Worried | might identally nick you?”
“I’m not concerned about that. Since
I''m so ane. SPR Shih!’\
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Cherise continued shaving, keeping a
steady grip on the electric shaver.
She smiled, yfully adding, “I don’t
think you''re shameless.” She _inwarely
as\the shameless & one,
Shee ve ing i the one to initiate the
argument and now being the first to
make amends. She had been the one
to regard him as an adversary
initially, yet she was now the one
requesting his presence in bed.
Cherise couldn''t help but feel
somewhat indecisive, shameless,
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The man offered a faint smile. In your presence, I''ll always be shameless.”
Cherise’s face flushed a crimson red.
She gently paked hin CSStopGking
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The man nodded, his expression serious as Cherise started shaving his stubble.