Chapter 564

Chapter 564 I Hit Myself

Upon seeing his tear-streaked face, Cherise felt overwhelming sympathy. She approached him, pursing her lips, and

handed him a tissue while reassuring him. “I’m here.”

Syatt took a deep breath and accepted the tissue with a pitiful expression, wiping away his tears. “Dr. Shaw, I’m

distraught.”

Cherise sat by his bedside, her lips still pursed, and gently comforted him. “It’s alright. It’s all in the

now.”

“I assure you that Damien will never appear before you again.”

Syatt’s hand froze as he wiped his tears.

He looked up at Cherise tearfully. “Why?”

Why?

It’s obviously to protect you from harm!

Cherise took a deep breath. “It’s for your safety. Moving forward…”

“For my safety?”

Syatt was taken aback. “Dr. Shaw, have you misunderstood something?”

“Where’s Mr. Lenoir?”

Cherise was dumbstruck.

“Mr. Lenoir?”

“Yes.”

past

Syatt’s tearful eyes blinked. “Damien and I are now as close as brothers. From now on, I’ll refer to him as Mr. Lenoir

out of respect.”

Cherise was so taken aback that she was momentarily speechless.

“Didn’t you… have a fight with Damien?”

“A fight?”

Now it was Syatt’s turn to be surprised. “Why would I have a fight with him?”

Cherise pursed her lips. “What about the handprint on your face…

“This?”

Syatt touched the swollen handprint mark on his face. “I hit myself.”

Cherise was dumbfounded.

She had previously assured Lucy that no one else in Syatt Hotel, apart from Damien, would dare to slap Syatt.

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She now stood corrected.

Because, other than Damien, Syatt could also slap himself….

She looked somewhat upset. “Why did you slap yourself?”

“Because I shouldn’t have pursued you, Mrs. Lenoir…”

Syatt looked up at Cherise with a pitiful expression. “Dr. Shaw, no, Mrs. Lenoir. You’ll be Mrs. Lenoir to me from now

on.”

Cherise was dumbfounded.

What an unexpected turn of events!

“You slapped yourself and passed out?”

“Why were you so worked up that you slapped yourself and passed out?”

Faced with Cherise’s barrage of angry questions, Syatt pursed his lips, looking like a child caught red- handed. “Well,

after we entered that room, Mr. Lenoir told me about your past with him, Dr. Shaw,”

“He also told me how he searched for you in the past five years.”

“I was so overwhelmed with emotion and felt a great deal of respect for Mr. Lenoir.”

“After he left, I thought about how I had pursued you when Mr. Lenoir was away and felt very upset with myself, so I

slapped myself twice out of anger. Then, I felt dizzy…”

Cherise was stupefied.

“Didn’t I tell you Damien isn’t like that?”

As they sat in the office, Lucy poured Cherise a cup of tea before shaking her head lightly. “Syatt has always been

unpredictable. A stray animal is more trustworthy than him.”

Cherise slumped over the desk. “I really misunderstood Damien.”

She closed her eyes. The image of the man standing alone at the hotel entrance, looking so lonely and desolate,

still haunted her.

He hadn’t done anything wrong to her patient.

Yet she had berated and accused him of doing so.

She sighed helplessly, covering her face with her hands. “What should I do?”

Damien must think I’m unreasonable, overly aggressive, and irrational.

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