Chapter 520 Broken Promises.
She raised her eyes, smiled at Damien, and said, “Take good care of yourself.”
Damien watched her silently, choosing not to say anything.
He looked at her with deep love but also with resignation.
Cherise felt a wave of guilt washed over her.
Since she had already decided, there was no room for regret.
The young girl took a deep breath and looked up to meet the man’s dark eyes. “My parents’ issues shouldn’t affect our relationship,” she said.
“I don’t think your sister likes me very much, and I don’t believe that will change anytime soon.”
“They trust me with you but feel uneasy about me living with your sister.”
Damien’s gaze fixed on her as his hand tightened around the coffee cup, but he remained silent.
Cherise suddenly chuckled.
She drained her coffee cup and asked, “Don’t you find it ridiculous?”
“How could you… how could you possibly sever ties with your sister.”
“She is your only family.”
“She took care of you for so long after your parents pa*sed away.”
“Although her actions were at times misguided, she was ultimately motivated by a desire to avenge your parents.”
“Every move she made aimed to protect your family’s interests.”
“As such, severing ties with her seems unlikely for you.”
She swallowed the tear that trickled down her cheek, her voice quivering. “So Damien, let’s forget about us.”
Cherise stood up, placed her coffee cup down, and spoke softly, “I have left the divorce papers with Lulu.”
“Thank you for your care during this time.”
“I am sorry, but I must break my promise.”
She turned away, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes. “I failed to uphold our vows on
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our wedding day.”
“I can no longer conceive a child for you.”
“You… take care.”
She was about to leave.
As she took two steps, someone grabbed her wrist.
His face was twisted with pain as he moaned, “Cherry, can’t we go back?”
“We can’t go back.”
Cherise took a deep breath and explained, “Everything took an irreversible turn from the moment your father and his men barged into my mom’s room.”
Damien bit his lip, and his voice croaked, “There’s a misunderstanding in this
“My father wouldn’t be that kind of person.”
Cherise took a sharp breath.
She fixed her icy gaze on Damien and asked sternly, “Are you accusing my mom of framing your dad despite your insistence that he’s innocent?”
“Why would my mom put her life at stake to frame your father?”
“Nineteen right?”
years ago, neither my dad nor my mom had any connection to the Lenoir family,
“Why would she frame him?” Cherise snarled..
Damien furrowed as he tried to console the angry girl. “I don’t doubt Miles’ family framed my father, but…”
There might be more to this matter.”
Cherise shook off his hand and retorted, “What more could there be?”
At this moment, Cherise was wholly consumed by sympathy for Charisa.
The words spoken by Damien were unbearable for her to hear.
As a woman, she struggled to comprehend the unbearable ordeal her mom must have faced back
then
She was unable to comprehend the existence of any covert information.
It was clear to her that Damien, being Hansen’s son, had difficulty accepting the reality of his
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father’s true nature.
But all the evidence had laid out before him.
When did Damien start prioritizing family over truth?
She sniffled as she wandered, “I might have overestimated you.”
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