My Blind Husband

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.

Damien’s earlier comments had, ironically, confirmed that Cherise had indeed confided. in him about village matters.

“Fine, let’s not talk about this then.”

Damien continued indifferently, “Mrs. Levine, the oldest in the village at ninety-three, was remarkably healthy, although she broke her leg a couple of years ago. She walked with a noticeable limp.”

“The neighbors, Jack and his wife, married for three years, gave birth to two chubby toddlers as innocent as their parents. Adorable and clueless kind of way.”

“The village chief’s daughter, now in high school, excelled academically. She had the potential to be the second girl from our village to attend university.”

“There was also a stray dog in the village named Yellow. It wandered every day, feasting at whichever house it pleased.”

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Despite Damien’s impassive demeanor, he meticulously recounted every detail Cherise had shared about the village that night.

Ben’s expression darkened with each word and contorted in disbelief.

The surrounding villagers squirmed uncomfortably, looking away and avoiding eye

contact.

it all! Cherise, the pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound understanding of

possessed an

to her hometown tales, holding them as dear as

connection to her

yet, there they

did,” a towering

it right. I’ll bring my children

none

gradually, the villagers, one after another, started to look

she

such

she convinced him. to come back with her on that day. She expected him to listen and forget, but to her. surprise,

Cherise is to her hometown, it doesn’t change the fact that Elvis pushed

lifelong happiness was ruined just to save that stubborn old

crowd fell silent for a

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help but let out a

his arms around her, and

used the endearing term ‘Honey’

affectionately and said, “Of course I

you’re much better than those physically able,” she

Damien might take it to

their imperfections. But deep down, they knew-these disabled individuals were often stronger and more resilient than them

around Cherise’s shoulder. “Do you like

get

ever feel

lifted her head and

being with you burdensome,” she

worried that you might feel hurt because of me, ridiculed by these uncouth. people,” Cherise admitted her

not burdened, neither am I,” Damien

eyes shut as

deeply

accusations from the people, Cherise never thought

to grasp her hand and turn back, when he heard

Mr.

and the jeering crowd redirected their mockery

tsk tsk, look who’s here! Raised his daughter only to

old Mom. He doesn’t even care