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.

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

possessed an

clung fervently to her hometown tales, holding

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

there they

they did,” a towering figure sighed, his

promise to make it right. I’ll bring my children

was none

and gradually, the villagers, one after another, started to look at Cherise with

glistened, and tears began to well up as she couldn’t help

had such

would bet perceived as unsophisticated. However, she decided to open up when she convinced him. to

to her hometown, it doesn’t change the fact that Elvis pushed her into the fire for

happiness was ruined just

fell silent for a

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couldn’t help but let out

his arms around her, and said affectionately, “Honey, don’t you feel happy being with

rarely used the endearing term

his eyes affectionately and said, “Of course I am. You’ve

those physically

was afraid Damien might

would choose to mock others for their imperfections. But deep down, they knew-these disabled individuals were often stronger

wrapped his arm around Cherise’s shoulder. “Do you like being

get

ever feel

at all,” Cherise replied firmly. She lifted her head and planted a tender kiss on

with you burdensome,”

you might feel hurt because of me, ridiculed by these uncouth. people,”

neither am I,”

squeezed his eyes shut as tears welled

pure-heartedness deeply

the people, Cherise never thought

hand and turn back, when he

take Mr. Lenoir

echoed, and the jeering crowd redirected their mockery from Cherise to

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

for dear old Mom.