Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

That individual’s resounding voice seized the entire library’s attention, focusing it squarely on Cherise.

The once tranquil library instantly morphed into a bustling marketplace filled with whispers, discreet snickers, and open mockery.

Amidst this cacophony, Cherise heard every word.

She pressed her lips together, her hands clenched tightly by her side.

While she had always maintained the belief that she shouldn’t heed the words of others and knew she shouldn’t allow the gossipmongers to affect her, the unpleasant voices stirred a deep rage within her.

After all, ignoring such matters entirely was an impossible feat, wasn’t it?

“Let’s go.”

Blake took a decisive step forward without uttering another word, positioning himself protectively in front of Cherise. He then turned to the girl with twin ponytails and inquired, “Is there a back exit here?”

The girl was taken aback by the unfolding scene before her.

reality, nodding vigorously. “Yes, yes, there is! I know where it

gather her belongings, hesitating

backpack, hurried over, and took Cherise’s

the girl’s eyes, Cherise sensed a profound

she bore the brunt of responsibility for the

squeezed the hand holding hers and offered a reassuring smile. “It’s not your fault.”

“Ms. Shaw.”

to depart, another young woman rose, holding her phone aloft, tapping

smile “I’m Emma Raumolde a student from the journalism frowned at her, already disinclined to comply,

smile, swiftly posing her question. “Ms. Shaw, what do you think of the rumors circulating about you online?”

flouting conventional etiquette and morality, accusing you of mistreating your husband and employing a hypocritical strategy to subject him to excruciating pain under the guise of acting in his best interest,” Emma

your promiscuous inclinations while effortlessly resolving the crisis facing

perspectives do you find

words thinly veiled disdain for Cherise.

“Are you