Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 912 The Clueless Husband
“What should I do in this situation?”
Soon, Lucy’s reply came.
“Do you want to hear the truth?”
“Yes,” Cherise typed.
“If 1 were you, I would go to the appointment, get Sebastian drunk, and make him
sign an agreement to transfer the shares to Damien.”
“But I can hold my liquor while you can't, so this method might not work for you.
You better not go’
Sighing out loud, Cherise rubbed her temples.
“So you're saying I can’t avoid him.’
“Well, that's basically what I mean.’
Lucy's words were straightforward, “If you really want to help Damien, it's better
to go talk to Sebastian in the office and organize the information. It's more
effective than doing nothing.’
Cherise gripped her phone tightly by her side and closed her eyes, seriously
considering Lucy’s suggestion.
She had to admit that Lucy was right.
The most effective way to help Damien was to go talk to Sebastian and ask him
not to make things difficult for Damien.
Although she knew her abilities were limited and that Sebastian might not be
willing to go through the deal just because they were old classmates, she still had
to try something.
Even if she failed, she would not regret trying to plead with Sebastian.
Taking a deep breath, Cherise mustered her courage and found Sebastian's
contact information again Just as she opened the chat box, she heard the
footsteps of a man outside the door.
A few seconds later, Damien, who was sweating profusely, handed Cherise a
large black plastic bag.
Cherise looked at the fully packed plastic bag in front of her, shocked.
“Why... so many?”
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“I don’t know which brand you like, or which type you prefer.”
Fidgeting nervously with his hands, Damien looked a little embarrassed as he
turned his face away and said, “So I bought every kind.”
Dumbfounded, Cherise was left speechless.
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Every kind... he bought them all?
Does this man know how many brands and types of sanitary pads there are?
Just as she was pondering this, Damien handed her another big bag and then
another.
Cherise continued to stare in amazement at the line of bags in front of her.
Finally, she looked at the several large bags of sanitary pads that almost filled the
bathroom and finally believed that Damien had not been exaggerating.
He really did... buy them all.
It was fortunate that she had sent him to a small convenience store.
Otherwise, would he have filled the entire bedroom?
But considering that he didn’t know any better and that he really did it for her
sake, Cherise couldn't bear to blame him.
She could only pick out a nighttime pad from the pile and then neatly stack the
rest in a corner.
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Cherise believed that when Frances
came to clean the next day, she
would definitely be shocked by the
sight of sanitary pads flooding the
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The woman shook her head helplessly, tidied herself up, and then left with her
phone in hand.
On the big bed outside, Damien had already prepared warm water mixed with
brown sugar and a heating pad. He was just patiently waiting for her.
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Seeing her approach, the man quickly
handed her the water mixed with
brown sugar and then gently placed
the heating pad on her lower

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Cherise was deeply moved; she finished the water with one gulp. “It doesn’t
hurt.”
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She had never had the problem of
menstrual pain. This time, her
menstruation came early because
she had been staying up late and

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couldn't sleep, causing a hormonal
imbalance. It would be fine after
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Still worried, Damien's eyebrows slanted with concern as he said, “Should we go
for a check-up tomorrow?”
“No need!”
Cherise helplessly glanced at him, amused by his serious expression. “Il am a
doctor myself. I know how serious it is; it's not a big deal!”
After saying that, she put down the cup of water mixed with brown sugar and
turned off the bedside lamp. “Let's go to sleep!”
Damien lay back on the bed, carefully holding her in his arms. “If it hurts, just tell
me,” he said softly.