Chapter 975 Late Night Revtion
You’re home, Cherise greeted Damien as he entered.
Her eyes, still carrying traces of sleepiness but unable to hide their innate rity and brightness, as she
fixed them on him. “Did you eat?”
“I grabbed a light bite at the office,” Damien replied, gently tucking her in with a thin nket. I’ve told
you not to wait up for me.”
“It’s already past ten,” he remarked, noting theteness of the hour.
*If I hadn’te back tonight, were you nning to sleep at the dining table?” Damien queried a hint of
amusement in his tone.
Feeling a twinge of embarrassment, Cherise hesitated before admitting, “I have something to discuss
with you.
Furrowing his brow, Damien inquired, “Why didn’t you call me if it was urgent?”
“I thought it would be better to talk in person,” Cherise exined as she rose from the bed.
Damien sighed in exasperation. “If it couldn’t wait, you could have asked me toe home earlier.
Cherise’s lips formed a slight pout, her voice tinged with hesitation. “I was concerned that… I might
disturb your work if you were busy.”
After expressing her thoughts, she looked up at him with a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting. innocence
and rity. “I don’t mind waiting a bit longer. I have ample time.”
Damien furrowed his brow as he peered down at the petite figure seated on the bed.
The soft light filtering through thempshade illuminated her pure and fair visage, entuating her
ethereal beauty.
A tender sensation stirred within Damien’s heart.
He gently lifted her slender form without hesitation and cradled her in his arms?
“Silly girl,” he murmured softly.
Damien held Cherise close, his embrace so tight that she struggled to speak.
“Please be gentler,” she managed to utter, her voice barely above a whisper. “I can hardly breathe.”
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I apologize, he said in a deep voice, expressing his regret.
With care, he gently ced her back on the bed.
“Did you want to talk about something?”
The man perched on the edge of the bed, his gaze steady as he regarded her. “What’s on your mind?”
“There’s someone named Mr. Whitlock, the former director of the research institute where 1 used to
work,” Cherise exined, retrieving a voice recorder from the bedside table and passing it to Damien.
“He said we should listen to this together.”
“He emphasized its importance, and Ynda arranged for him to pass it to you through me before she
left Adania,” she added.
Damien epted the voice recorder, his brow furrowing in concern. “Ynda gave this to you?”
“Yes,” Cherise confirmed, her lips pursing.
“He specifically instructed that I shouldn’t listen it alone and that you must listen with me. “He
specifically instructed that I shouldn’t listen Ait
Damien nced at her with a hint of helplessness. “You stayed up just for this?”
Cherise’s nightly routine typically led her to bed by 8:30 p.m.
Since her memory loss, her life had fallen back into familiar patterns–early to bed and early to rise,
waking around five in the morning.
However, tonight was different. Despite thete hour, she found herself still seated at the dining table,
caught up in the mysterious matter presented by Mr. Whitlock, a task she couldn’t even remember.
Unconsciously, Damien nced at the time.
It was nearly eleven o’clock, muchter than their usual bedtime.
A sense of unease crept over him as he gently squeezed her shoulder. “It’ste. Aren’t you tired?”
Cherise remained on the bed, held by Damien’s presence.
Yet, she met his gaze with unwavering determination. I’m not tired.”
“You’re lying,” Damien teased, lightly pinching her nose. “Your bloodshot eyes betray you. Do you truly
believe I wouldn’t notice?”
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But… Cherise faltered, her cheeks flushing as she nced at the voice recorder in his hand, her
expression serious and steadfast.
“But this…
“Let’s discuss it tomorrow,” Damien suggested, sensing her hesitance.