Chapter 857 Nighttime Reflections and Unexpected
Departures
Last night…and this morning!
The memories flooded back, vivid and electrifying. The sensation of being consumed by a man’s ardor, again and again, until she felt like she was ascending to the heavens, only to succumb as a celestial being.
Cherise’s face flushed crimson, resembling the hues of a fiery sunset. “Darien! You rogue!”
“I reserve my roguishness solely for you.”
Damien’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as he gently clasped Cherise’s hands, planting a k*ss on them. “By the way, have we ever made love in the car before?”
Cherise felt her forehead tense with veins as a sense of unease settled in her heart. “Damien, you…”
“Why don’t we seize the opportunity to try it next time?”
The man’s smirk widened as he brushed his lips against hers. “Why wait for the perfect moment when we can make it happen tonight, in the car, after the kids drift off to sleep?”
“After all, I talked with another woman today, so I owe you.”
Cherise was speechless.
“I respectfully decline!”
Concerned that Damien might indeed engage in such antics, Cherise promptly retreated to the children’s room after dinner, locking the door behind her.
“Mummy, aren’t you sleeping with Daddy tonight?”
Perched on her pink princess bed, Sera blinked innocent eyes at Cherise. “You always sleep together.”
Cherise hesitated.
She coughed lightly and reached for a storybook, settling beside Sera’s bed. “Tonight, Mummy will tell you a bedtime story until you fall asleep!”
Sera pouted and accepted the book, “Brother says only little kids need bedtime stories, so
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I stopped listening to them.”
Cherise fell silent once more.
Sera was only five years old!
She glanced at SoSoren, “You shouldn’t teach your sister inappropriate things!”
On the light blue bed, Soren rolled his eyes, “You’re the one who’s being inappropriate.”
“She’s not a toddler anymore; she should be more mature.”
Cherise pursed her lips, shooting Soren a disdainful look.
“Mummy, Sera wants to sleep!”
Sera blinked her eyes, resembling black grapes. “You can sleep with Daddy.”
“Sera wants her own space tonight!”
Cherise pursed her lips, “No, Mummy will sleep with you tonight!”
Sera pouted, “But I don’t want to sleep with you!”
“You should go back to your bed.”
Soren yawned, “We sleep better alone; we can’t sleep well when you’re here.”
Did she just experience open rejection from her two children?
But,
The memory of Damien’s suggestion to indulge in nighttime intimacy in the car filled her with dread.
Upon reflection, her heart grew cold, and every fiber of her being screamed in protest.
However, staying in the children’s room felt too awkward now.
With a deep breath, Cherise cautiously slipped out of the room.
Frances awaited her anxiously in the corridor.
Cherise hesitated before asking, “Where’s Damien?”
Frances shook her head. “Mr. Lenoir received a call about an issue at the
company
and
hurried off.”
She held out Damien’s medication, worry etched on her face. “He mentioned his gastritis acting up before he left. He asked me to bring his medicine but left in a rush.”
As if to confirm her words, Frances displayed the medication in her palm.
Indeed, there was the medicine for Damien’s recurring gastric issues.
“I’m trying to figure out what’s happening at the company. Mr. Lenoir seemed quite urgent when he left.”
