Chapter 549 Rekindled Sparks
“I remember…
A gentle smile graced Cherise’s face as she spoke to Damien, recalling a memory from five years ago. “Mr. Lenoir, your investment in my hometown was a kind gesture that earned my admiration and led me to dedicate myself to you completely.”
“Are you expecting the same devotion from me now, Mr. Lenoir, employing the same strategy as before?”
“No.”
Damien’s deep, dark eyes narrowed as he looked at Cherise intently. “I simply want to express that I am now fully and wholeheartedly devoted to you.”
A silence fell over the room.
Caught off guard, Cherise instinctively took a step back.
Five years had pa*sed.
They had faced so many challenges together.
Yet, as Damien declared his devotion, her heart involuntarily quickened its pace.
Taking a deep breath, she tightly gripped the sleeve of her white coat.
After a moment, Cherise’s heart calmed
Damien noticed her flushed face, a smug smile playing on his l*ps.
Despite her outward coldness, she was still affected by him.
Why else would a mere declaration stir her, causing her cheeks to redden and her heart to flutter?
Tsk, tsk, such a contradictory woman.
With a sly smile, Damien stepped into the elevator. Didn’t you mention that you had a friend’s clothes for me to change into?”
“Let’s go.”
His deep, resonant voice brought Cherise back to reality.
She pursed her l*ps, cleared her throat, composed herself, and followed him into the elevator.
The doors closed.
In the confined space, only Cherise and Damien remained.
Damien’s familiar yet unfamiliar masculine scent made Cherise’s breathing falter.
She turned away, hiding her flushed face, and began to scold herself.
But she could hardly keep herself together!
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She had been so determined in their parting, so why was she now stirred by his sincere gaze and heartfelt
words?
Why couldn’t she control her emotions?
Cherise, Cherise, can’t you be a little stronger? She thought.
He may be handsome, but there’s no future for the two of you.
Get your sh*t together!
“Dr. Shaw, we’ve arrived.”
Damien’s deep voice resonated once again.
Startled, Cherise looked up and realized they had reached their destination.
She took a deep breath and led Damien into the cardiac surgery office.
Swiftly, she opened the door to the staff dormitory, retrieved a set of casual gray men’s clothes, and handed them to him. “Go change.”
Damien glanced at the clothes and noticed the tag still attached. “Newly purchased?”
“Yes.”
As she filled out Damien’s medical form, Cherise responded casually, “I went shopping with a colleague recently and bought it for my dad.
“I haven’t had the chance to give it to him, so you’re in luck.”
Damien smiled faintly, removing his suit jacket. “I didn’t expect that my future father-in-law and I share
the same size.”
Cherise’s hand, holding the pen, paused heavily.
In reality, this set of clothes… wasn’t bought for Beckham.
Not long ago, Lucy and she had gone shopping, and there was a sale at the mall.
Cherise had contemplated it and finally made the impulsive purchase, giving in to the bargain.
But when asked for the size, she had subconsciously provided Damien’s measurements.
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