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.

spectacle of it all! Cherise, the pinnacle of

possessed an

fervently to her

connection to her origins

there

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

bring my children to

was none other than

one after another, started to

tears began to well up as she couldn’t help

such an

decided to open up when she convinced him. to come back with her on that day. She expected him

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

happiness was ruined just to

fell silent for a

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but let

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

used the endearing term

looked into his eyes affectionately and said, “Of course I

better than those physically able,” she reassured

might take

like that: insecure people would choose to mock others for their imperfections. But deep down, they knew-these disabled individuals were often stronger and more resilient

shoulder. “Do you

get

ever feel

not at all,” Cherise replied firmly. She lifted her head and planted a

find being with you

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

you’re not burdened, neither am

shut as tears

deeply

from the people, Cherise never thought of herself; her concern

about to grasp her hand and turn back, when he heard

Mr. Lenoir

the jeering crowd redirected

his daughter only to

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