Chapter 436 You Can’t Hold Me, But I Can Hold You!
Finally…
She rushed into his arms.
Damien embraced her tightly. “Don’t be afraid.”
“Damien!”
Cherise’s tears wouldn’t stop. Her voice was filled with sobs.
“Don’t cry.”
His voice was hoarse from disuse. Guilt and regret consumed him for what she had endured. “I can no longer hold you.”
Damien buckled and fell onto his knees.
Cherise knew the sedatives and sleeping pills were to blame!
Anger and worry overwhelmed her. She couldn’t believe they had done this to him!
Just because he wasn’t physically harmed didn’t mean the drugs wouldn’t affect him mentally!
She took a deep breath and tried to help him up. “It’s okay, my love.”
“You can’t hold me, but I can hold you!”
“I’m strong enough! Trust me!”
She supported his b*dy with hers, ensuring that he leaned on her.
“Dummy.”
Damien smiled bitterly. But his b*dy finally gave out, and he slumped onto the floor.
Cherise wasn’t any better.
She hadn’t fully recovered from getting sick at the Shaw’s village, and now, after this immense
shock.
Getting slapped by Sage and arrested by the police completely drained her.
All she could do right now was cling to Damien’s arm.
But she couldn’t support him at all.
Holding onto each other, they knelt on the floor.
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Cherise winced when her knees hit the floor. She had used up every last bit of strength she had
left.
Her vision went dark, and she collapsed onto Damien.
She could finally relax now that she saw he was fine.
“Dummy.”
Damien held her small figure tightly in his arms and finally succumbed to sleep.
“Miss Lenoir, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir have both fainted.”
Mr. Hampson rushed over to prevent them from falling onto the floor.
“What do you mean, Mrs. Lenoir?”
Sage gave him an ice-cold glare, “I will be the future Mrs. Lenoir!”
“Help up my husband-to-be and remove that woman from him. Officers, take her away
The guards hurried over.
Mr. Hampson frowned at Sage but said nothing.
“Miss Caldwell.”
The guards looked up at Sage and said. “Uh…”
“Mr. Lenoir is holding Mrs. Lenoir too tightly. We can’t separate them.”
Sage raised an eyebrow and looked down at both of them…
Damien was slumped over and unconscious, but his arms were still tightly wrapped around Cherise’s waist.
Sage glared at his arms. A surge of hatred consumed her.
What did this woman have that was so special?
Even unconscious, Damien wouldn’t let go of her!
If he wouldn’t release her, she could make him release her!
Clenching her teeth tightly, Sage approached them on her high heels. She reached out with her elegantly manicured hands and attempted to pry them apart.
Despite using all of her strength, she made no progress. Damien’s arms remained firmly clasped
around Cherise.
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Damien held Cherise even tighter as if he could sense someone trying to separate them.
He was clinging to her as if she were his last lifeline.
Stubborn, rigid, and unyielding.
Veins throbbed on Sage’s forehead, and sweat trickled from her brow.
Snap! Sage felt a sharp pain in her finger.
Upon closer inspection, she realized that she had accidentally ripped off her nail on Damien’s
arm!
