Chapter 531 I’m Not Mrs Lenoir
“As you can see, she’s not here.”
Lucy retorted icily. She sat in her office chair and continued, “I guess you want to know how she’s doing now. Well, let me tell you.”
A hint of distaste clung to her l*ps. “After she left you, she returned to the Tanner family with Beckham and Charisa.”
“Three months later, Charisa pa*sed away.
“Cherise then announced her engagement to Zachary and subsequently married him.”
“Now, their children are already five years old.”
“They are fraternal twins. The family is living together blissfully.”
Then, she regarded Damien sternly, “Does this satisfy your curiosity?
Damien’s brows furrowed tightly. “You’re lying.
She couldn’t have married another man and had children with him!
“Stop deluding yourself, Damien.”
Lucy inhaled deeply. “She has long since erased you from her memory and forgot about shared history.”
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“Take a look at your respective backgrounds.”
“Your father did something to her mother, and her mother also did something to your parents.”
“Cherise is far more pragmatic than you. She knew back then that the two of you wouldn’t have a future, so she chose to marry Zachary,”
“Although Zachary didn’t stir her heart like you did, he was at least the most valued successor of the Miles family.”
“So, she married him. Any more questions?”
Damien’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. “This can’t be… I don’t believe…”
“That’s your problem.”
Lucy yawned. She looked down and resumed work, “Please close the door when you leave.”
1/2
Cherise slept in her supervisor’s office until three in the afternoon.
At three o’clock, she received a text from Beckham, asking her and her children to come for dinner that evening.
Cherise yawned. She washed her face and realized it was over half a month since she last brought her children to visit her father.
He must be missing them.
After freshening up, she typed a reply to Beckham Tanner’s message while exiting the hospital.
Unexpectedly, a shadowy figure blocked her way when she stepped out of the hospital’s main
entrance.
“Mrs. Lenoir.”
A deep, masculine voice sounded in her ear.
Cherise Shaw’s hand, holding the phone, paused slightly.
She looked up. Her clear eyes brimming with annoyance towards the man before her, “Mr. Lenoir, you must have confused me with someone else? Please address me as Mrs. Miles.”
With that, she sidestepped him and walked briskly toward the parking lot.
Damien chuckled and caught up. “Mrs. Miles? Did you marry Zachary?”
“Of course.”
Cherise pressed the car’s remote control and walked purposefully towards the driver’s seat. “We have been divorced for five years. Do you expect me to remain single? I’m not that naive.”
She swiftly opened the driver’s side door and got in.
As she shut the driver’s door, the pa*senger side door slammed shut simultaneously.
She was startled and turned around to glare icily at the man in the pa*senger seat. “Get out!”
“No.”
Damien fastened his seatbelt unabashedly, “Mrs. Lenoir, you used to sit in my pa*senger seat quite often five years ago. This is the first time I’ve been in your pa*senger seat. It’s quite a novel. experience.”
Cherise was rendered speechless.
When did he become so shameless?
She took a deep breath. “Let me repeat this one more time. Firstly, I’m not Mrs. Lenoir.”
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