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.

snapped back to reality, nodding vigorously. “Yes, yes, there

that, she instinctively attempted to gather her belongings,

she dropped the backpack, hurried over, and took Cherise’s hand,

Cherise sensed

this young lady believed she bore the

and offered a reassuring smile.

“Ms. Shaw.”

another young woman rose,

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

Emma preempted Cherise’s potential refusal with a faint smile, swiftly posing her question. “Ms. Shaw, what do you think

husband and employing a hypocritical strategy to subject him to excruciating pain under the guise of

in your promiscuous inclinations while effortlessly resolving the crisis facing the Lenoir Group, both simultaneously,” she continued, her words probing.

of these perspectives do you

composed demeanor and seemingly impartial words thinly veiled

furrowed his brow. “Are you