Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 182 Hometown Tales

They scrunched up their face in contempt at Ben’s obnoxious behavior.

He snickered coldly, “So you think she likes this village just because she says so?”

“You claim she shared everything about this village with you. Why don’t you tell us what exactly did she say?” Ben continued.

Damien’s lips twitched as he responded, “Oh, Ben, I think you’ll find this quite intriguing. Vivian went on three blind dates before she settled with her current husband.”

“The first suitor found our quaint village a bit too remote for his liking. This led to a collective uproar among the villagers.”

“The second suitor? Vivian had reservations about his suitability. The entire village conducted a thorough analysis and ultimately deemed him unsuitable.”

“Now, as for the third suitor…” Damien’s smirk deepened.

“Shut your mouth!” Ben seethed; his anger was simmering.

Vivian’s ego, severely bruised, couldn’t hold back any longer. “Cherise? You share even these village matters with your husband?”

Her words hung in the air, plunging the surrounding villagers into an even more resounding silence.

had indeed confided.

let’s not talk about this

oldest in the village at ninety-three, was remarkably healthy, although she broke her leg a couple of years ago.

gave birth to two chubby toddlers as innocent as their parents. Adorable and clueless

the potential to be the second girl from our village to attend university.”

a stray dog in the village named Yellow. It wandered every day,

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detail Cherise had shared about the village that night.

darkened with each word and contorted in disbelief.

villagers squirmed uncomfortably, looking away and

contact.

spectacle of it all! Cherise, the pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound understanding of the village’s intricacies.

possessed an

a more opulent lifestyle, she clung fervently to her hometown

a profound connection to her origins was genuinely heart-warming to witness.

yet, there they were,

they did,” a towering figure sighed, his tone laced. with genuine regret.

to make it right. I’ll bring my children to your doorstep and

was none