Novel1Chapter 1180 "TellMore!"
Cherise rolled her eyes playfully at Mandy's teasing. Of course, Damien, with his massive ego, would never admit to the crazy
things he had done for her!
Cherise cleared her throat softly. "Oh, | know that, of course! But..." She smiled mischievously at Mandy, adding, "I'm just a bit
bored right now. How about we chat a bit more? | want to relive sof the silly things my husband did forback then."
Mandy kept her calm. "Hmmm, craving sfruit all of a sudden. Any chance..."
Cherise cut her off, already throwing on her coat. "Strawberriesing right up! A quick wash, and they'll be yours! Just wait!"
"Sounds good!" Mandy settled on the bay window seat, basking in the warm sun and the peaceful view.
Suddenly, a jolt shot through her as she spotted a familiar figure in the parking lot below. Her brow furrowed, and her body tensed.
As if sensing Mandy's stare, the woman looked up, a fleeting smile gracing her lips before turning away.
Mandy squinted slightly, thinking to herself. She just won't give up, will she?
Downstairs, Damien lounged on the sofa, watching Cherise diligently wash fruit in the kitchen.
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Just moments ago, she slumbered soundly, refusing to open her eyes. She had even shooed him downstairs, urging him to silence
the bickering between Mandy and Colin so they wouldn't disturb her sleep.
Now, here she was, a burst of sunshine personified, humming happily as she prepped fruit in the kitchen?
He wondered what spell Mandy had cast on his normally sleep-loving wife to inspire such industriousness.
Damien couldn't hold it in any longer. He spoke up as Cherise walked by with a plate overflowing with strawberries. "Hey, what
about me? I'm starving too, you know."
Cherise's lips pursed into a thin line, clearly not amused by hisplaints. "There's a bag of pierogis | made stashed in the freezer.
Heat them up yourself if you're hungry."
Damien was speechless. This was a first. Never before had Cherise treated him with such indifference.
Usually, his ever-so-sweet wife would dash to the kitchen at the mere mention of hunger, whipping up something delicious in a
flash. But now, here she was, fruit platter in hand, not offering to share a single bite, and instead telling him to make his own
breakfast?
Frustration bubbled up inside him. "What the hell did Mandy do to you?"
Damien was convinced that this sudden shift in Cherise's behavior had to be Mandy's doing.
After all, the woman had been locked away by his sister since childhood, basically raised in a cage. Now, free to explore her true
self, Mandy was a wild card - you never knew what to expect.
Meanwhile, Cherise couldn't help but smirk at Mandy's revelations about Damien's sketchy past. "Heh, secrets! I'll head upstairs
first!"
With a tray of strawberries, she bounced up the stairs like a bunny.
Damien sighed helplessly, watching his wife's retreat before getting up to make mochi.
"Babe, I'm back!" Cherise entered with a tray of strawberries, finding Mandy still gazing out the window.
She set the tray down. "Hey, what are you looking at?"
Mandy snapped out of her reverie, smiling at Cherise. "Oh, nothing much."
She casually picked up a strawberry and popped it in her mouth. "Oh right, where was I? Oh! | was talking about those ugly plush
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Cherise nodded, "Well, those toys... weren't that ugly. They grew on me, kinda cute in their own way."
Cherise earnestly defended her man's taste.
Mandy chuckled gleefully. "You really think so?"
Cherise nodded with her lips pursed. "Mhmm."
"What about those snacks? Did you try them all?" Mandy inquired.
Cherise replied, "Yeah, | did."
"Were they good?" Mandy pressed on.
"Stasted a bit strange, but swere pretty good," Cherise admitted.
"You just can't standdissing your hubby, huh?" Mandy teased.
"Well, he's amazing alright. Now,e on, spill the beans. What's he been up to behind my back all those times?"
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