Chapter 1014 Exhaustion Takes Over


    The strands of hair framing Cherise’s cars were soft and silky, carching the morning sunlight and emitting a golden sheen, much


    like her gentle and captivating aura. Bushing faintly, she meticulously Trmmed Damien’s stubble, ensuring each contour was


    perfect, before tenderly wiping his face with at Towel Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Mission aplished, she


    announced.


    “Hmm, much better now, Damien remarked, turning to assess his reflection in the mirror. A grin spread across his Lace. “You''re


    certainly talented, Mrs. Lenoir. It looks like | can rely on you for my shaving needs from now on”


    Cherise’s response came swiftly. “Tobject she protested with a touch of yful defiance.


    “Resistance is funile. Damien teased as he leaned in, pressing his forehead against Cherise’s. “Feeling hungry? What are you


    craving? I''ll ship it up for you Cherise pouted, her hand caressing her stomach, realizing she did feel quite hungry.


    “Does a sandwichy sound good?” Damien suggested, already predicting Cherise’s response from her gestures. Without waiting


    for her reply, he swept her up and swiftly carried her downstairs. Setting Cherise gently into a chair at the dining table, he nted


    a tender kiss on her forehead. “Hang tight. I''ll be back ma july.” With thar, Damien’s tall, imposing figure vanished into the


    kitchen.


    In the kitchen, Frances bustled about, her eyebrows raised at Damien’s unexpected return. “Mr. Lenoir, weren''t you off to get


    some rest? What brings you back?” As Damien stepped into the kitchen, Frances swiftly redirected him. “Are you hungry? What


    tickles your taste burls? I''ll whip something up for you. Forget about doing it on your own. You’ve been burning the midnight oil.


    Go catch some shut-eye. Aren''t you supposed to whisk Mrs. Lenoir away to the countryside today?”


    Damien''s towering frame obscured Cherise from Frances view. “You... didn’t get any shut-eyest night?” Cherise asked


    worriedly. Frances’ remarks had stirred a flutter of concern in Cherise’s chest. Rising from her seat, she hurried over to Damien’s


    side. “I thought...” She had assumed he’d risen early, like her.


    Frances’ words jogged her memory. Someone had whispered promises in her carst night her he’d handlepany affairs


    before joining her for their countryside adventure. So he re slept at all.


    The realization that this man had sacrificed his rest for her, coaxing and worrying about here a sleepless night, weighed heavily


    on Cherise. “Please, go and rest,” she urged, gently sping “I can handle the cooking.


    “| have time to spare, Damien replied, turning to her with a tender smile. “I’m thrilled that we ma amends today, Mrs. Lenoir. Let


    me make you a sandwich”


    “You can make me a sandwich any time, Cherise insisted, pouting and halting him. “You need to rest first.”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Damien smiled ruefully. “No need. | insist on making a sandwich for you first... Before he could finish, he staggered sideways.


    Cherise acted swiftly, catching him to prevent him from falling. Frances also hurried over to support Damien from the other side.


    the doorframe, declining assistance from the two women. “But it seems | could really use some rest.


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    “Mr. Lenoir is utterly exhausted, the


    family doctor remarked a heugjater.


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