Chapter 635 A Scoundrel Like Me
Cherise furrowed her brow and looked up at Damien. “Mr. Lenoir,” she began, “I understand your eagerness and fondness for pierogis, but could you please wait outside? This kitchen is quite cramped with you around.”
Damien responded with a frown and quietly retreated to a corner. “I’ll stand over here then.”
Cherise sighed. “When I said that, I meant for you to leave. It’s still very cramped with you. standing there.”
Despite her words, the man shook his head. “I want to stay.”
“Are there wild animals in my living room?” Cherise asked in exasperation. “Can’t you wait there?”
“I…” Damien pursed his l*ps. “I want to learn how to make pierogis.”
Cherise was at a loss for words. What’s so complicated about making pierogis?!
“Mr. Lenoir, there’s no secret to making pierogis.” She took a deep breath. “Moreover, considering your status, countless individuals would gladly prepare pierogis for you if you wish to eat them. There’s no need for you to learn.”
And you certainly don’t need to be causing a commotion here!
Damien shook his head, “I want to learn to make them myself. I enjoy eating pierogis prepared by the woman I love. Therefore, I believe she would also enjoy the pierogis I’ve
made.”
Cherise was growing increasingly frustrated. “I won’t enjoy them.” As she dropped the pierogis into the pot, she responded without thinking, “I don’t like pierogis, let alone the ones. you….”
Halfway through her sentence, she abruptly realized she might have misspoken. Hence, she quickly cleared her throat as her face flushed. “In any case, just leave!”
A faint smile curved on the corners of Damien’s l*ps. The man gazed at her back, and his voice was inexplicably tender. “Cherise.”
Cherise’s face felt hotter than the boiling water before her! She dared not turn around and was afraid he would see her flushed face. She lowered her voice. “Get out!”
Damien smiled faintly. He didn’t leave. Instead, he moved even closer to her.
The man’s thin l*ps moved to her ears, and his voice was low and suggestive. “Do you recall
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you asked me to leave?
Cherise was dumbstruck. The last time…
The last time I told him to leave… was at the hospital lounge…
She bit her l*p. “You scoundrel!”
Damien smiled faintly. “I am a scoundrel.” The man’s hand subtly moved to her waist as he attempted to pull her into an embrace. “Only a scoundrel like me would have lost you for five years.”
Cherise was dumbfounded as she stood before the hot stove. She didn’t want him to see her blushing or make too much noise for the children to hear. She could only bite her l*ps. “Damien Lenoir! Let go!”
“Let go of my mommy.” A child’s crisp voice rang from the direction of the kitchen door.
Cherise’s face instantly burned. She quickly reached out to push Damien’s hand away. “Get
out!”
Damien frowned. He looked very displeased as he glanced at the little boy who had. damper on the situation. Damien walked around Soren and left the kitchen.
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Soren pouted. He shut the kitchen door, turned around with his hands on his hips, and glared at Damien furiously. “You were trying to take advantage of Mommy!”
Damien frowned, “I wasn’t.”
“What do you mean? You clearly were!”
The man smiled faintly and crouched down. “I would only be taking advantage of her if not feelings were involved. His dark eyes were fixed on the boy in front of him. “But your mom. and I… have feelings for each other.”
Soren was stunned.
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