My Blind Husband novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

The girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy tale.

It had been thirteen years since Maeve passed on.

Damien had never celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday was a depressing and sorrowful event.

Cherise was the only one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a joyful birthday.

Jacob was smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the cake.

She held it carefully in her arms. “Let’s go!”

The man glanced at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it take so long?”

Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one immediately. That took a little. time.”

Jacob was doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove back to the manor.

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“Are you not coming to celebrate together?”

Cherise tilted her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get down.

“No, no.”