Inhaling deeply, she rose from her seat, resolved to seek some fresh air.
She couldn’t continue to stagnate like this!
Remaining cooped up at home lost in her thoughts, felt suffocating, like a surefire path to insanity!
Frances furrowed her brow, voicing her concerns, “Madam, Mr. Lenoir advised against venturing out
casually… it’s too risky outside…”
Cherise pursed her lips, ncing towards ke perched on the second–floor railing, “But he’ll
apany me. That should be alright, right?”
ke raised an eyebrow at the suggestion. “Going out?” he echoed before promptly leaping down from
the second floor. “Sure!”
Ever since Cherise lost her memory, Damien had insisted she remain confined at home.
This directive also restricted ke’s movements as her personal bodyguard.
After enduring prolonged periods indoors, he began to feel as though he were growing stagnant like
mold creeping into the corners of his existence.
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“Then let’s go!” Cherise eximed with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling as she hurried upstairs to
change.
Frances interjected, standing in the doorway with arms outstretched, attempting to dissuade Cherise,
“Perhaps it’s best if you reconsider, Madam… It’s too perilous outside…”
Frances seemed to believe that Cherise didn’t fully grasp the severity of the situation. With a deep
breath, she proceeded, “Mr. Lenoir warned that numerous individuals are outside, eagerly awaiting the
opportunity to mock and ridicule you. And others harbor ill intentions, seeking to cause you harm.”
But Cherise remained resolute, brushing aside Frances’s concerns. “It’ll be fine, Frances. Perhaps
many outside don’t even recognize me. Besides, with ke by my side and nothing to hide, no one
would dare to harm me in broad daylight, right?”
With determination, Cherise bypassed Frances and disappeared into the dressing room.
Amidst Damien’s selected attire, she chose a casual ensemble of navy blue overalls paired with a
sunny yellow t–shirt. A white duckbill cap and short jacketpleted her look.
“Frances, don’t fret,” Cherise reassured with a sunny disposition. “I’m just stepping out with ke.
Everything will be fine.”
With that, she took ke’s hand. Together, they ventured out of the house, leaving Frances feeling
powerless.
She reluctantly reached for the phone to inform Damien of Cherise’s departure.
“Sir, Madam and Mr. ke have left…”
I can’t prevent them…”
The man on the other end of the line was engrossed in a meeting.
Upon hearing Frances’s report, he furrowed his brow slightly. “Let her go.”
She had never been one to stay cooped up at home for long, and the extended confinement was
undoubtedly taking its toll on her mental well–being.
Yet, despite his acquiescence, he promptly instructed Mr. Hampson to deploy additional personnel to
monitor their movements.
“ke, do you have any usual haunts?” he inquired as they stepped outside, Cherise relishing the
fresh air and sunlight.
The sensation of venturing out was truly invigorating!
ke hesitated, then replied, “There’s a ce I frequent.”
Cherise’s eyes brightened. “Take me there!” she urged eagerly.
ke nodded in agreement. “Alright.”
He led Cherise to the library at Adania University.
“Do you enjoy reading?” she asked as they walked.
Cherise frowned slightly, observing ke’s quiet demeanor.
Though her memories were sparse, she perceived him as a reserved and capable young man.
ke blushed faintly, shook his head, and led her to a secluded corner. “I prefer people- watching.”
“People–watching?” Cherise echoed, joining him and casually picking up a magazine from the table.
As she flipped through the pages, she noticed the recent dates and almost every headline was rted
to her.
Page by page, Cherise sifted through the magazines, graduallyprehending why Damien had kept
her indoors and her information closely guarded,