Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.

She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.

However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.

“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”

“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”

“Mrs. Lenoir…”

Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…

Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.

However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.

Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.

Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…

of drumsticks were artfully arranged to resemble bouquets, some even adorned with buttery bows.

found herself encircled by

any sense of decorum. The juicy drumsticks looked so succulent, and the smell and sight of them were an invitation to savor them.

just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the

at the crowd

her drumsticks extended from

might have to consume these drumsticks for one to

of despair washed over Cherise.

heart’s wishes and the paradoxical situation because she was unable to eat them

“Everyone.”

her spoke calmly, “Everyone is overly enthusiastic, and my wife is having

table by

the people have but to comply with

activity ensued as the individuals placed their large drumsticks bouquets on the pristine table, followed by leaving their business cards on top of the bouquets.

down, and more and more business cards were left.

was overflowing with

her temples, pondering what

drumsticks couldn’t be frozen and were challenging

summer heat would undoubtedly spoil them within a few