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.

pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound

possessed an

clung fervently to her hometown tales, holding them as dear

a profound connection to her origins

there

as they did,” a towering

to make it right. I’ll bring my children

man was none other

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

as she couldn’t help but admire. Damien even more

such an

hometown in the city, fearing that she would bet perceived as unsophisticated. However, she decided to open up when she convinced him. to come back with her on that day. She expected him to listen and forget, but to her. surprise, he

“No matter how attached Cherise is to her hometown, it doesn’t change the fact that

happiness was ruined just to save that stubborn

silent for

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help but let out a

close, wrapping his arms around her, and said affectionately, “Honey, don’t

endearing term ‘Honey’

looked into his eyes affectionately and said, “Of course I am. You’ve brought endless

better than those physically able,” she

might take

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

gently and wrapped his arm around Cherise’s shoulder. “Do you like being with me

get

ever feel

firmly. She lifted her head and planted a

with you

feel hurt because of me, ridiculed by

you’re not burdened, neither

squeezed his eyes shut as

pure-heartedness deeply touched

and accusations from the people, Cherise never thought of herself; her concern was always for

hand and turn back, when

Mr. Lenoir

crowd redirected their mockery from Cherise to

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

that right? All for dear old Mom. He doesn’t even care about