Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1046 The Bride

Cherise's smile faltered, "I see. I thought you were going to handle the car yourself."

Had she known Damien hadn't gone downstairs, she wouldn't have fabricated such a bold lie.

Damien might now be all smiles and sweetness, playing nice before her ex-classmates. But who knows what happens when you're

back at the hotel, behind closed doors?

He leaned in, his voice a low murmur that sent chills down Cherise's spine. "With all these guys around, I can't risk leaving you

alone. What if something happened to you? How could I possibly live with myself?"

His words hung heavy in the air, silencing everyone at the table.

Cherise's heart hammered against her ribs. On the surface, it sounded like Damien was worried sick about her.

But to her, it felt like a veiled threat, a ghost of something sinister to come. The more he acted like the perfect husband now, the

more suspicion gnawed at her. What was he playing at?

The only response she could muster was a weak laugh and a smile. "You're definitely overreacting," she mumbled, looking away.

"Am I?" His smile was small, his gaze unwavering. "My dear, I'm just being careful. After all, I had to fight off sstiff competition

to win you over."

Cherise wanted to melt into the floor, mortified beyond words. Every passing minute stretched into an agonizing eternity.

Finally, a merciful distraction arrived - the wedding ceremony was about to begin. The familiar strains of a wedding march filled the

room, and the lights dimmed.

On the narrow stage, a dapper groom stood holding a bouquet, awaiting his bride. He watched as the father of the bride led her

towards him.

When Cherise glanced at the groom's face, she almost dropped her glass of red wine because, well, let's just say he wasn't exactly

a sight for sore eyes.

Sure, Steve didn't have a face that would stop traffic. Still, with his elongated face and eyes that seemed permanently narrowed,

his features were... unconventional.

His features individually would have been passable, but when put together, he was the least appealing in the room compared to

everyone else.

"Good grief, after all these years, Steve hasn't changed a bit, still as homely as ever."

Laughter erupted from the table. "Poor Savannah, she was the prettiest girl in our class, and now she's..."

Cherise pursed her lips, instinctively turning to glance at the bride sitting opposite the groom.

They were right; Savannah was a knock-out.

Savannah would be a top contender if this was a Miss Universe pageant contest instead of a wedding.

Cherise couldn't help but stare, mesmerized.

Savannah's flawless, radiant face and perfect features made her look like a real-life doll. Every step she took with her father by her

side radiated elegance and grace.

In all honesty, Savannah was probably the most beautiful woman she'd seen since getting her memory back. Yet, the irony was not

lost on her. This stunning woman was about to marry the most unattractive man she'd encountered since then.

"Money talks, huh?" sighed the chubby guy who'd been friendly to Cherise earlier. "If I had Steve's kind of cash, I bet Savannah

would marrytoo!"

The man next to him chuckled and offered him a drink. "Yeah, keep dreaming, buddy."

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