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

possessed an

lifestyle, she clung fervently to her hometown tales, holding them as

profound connection to her origins was genuinely heart-warming to

there they

a towering figure sighed, his tone laced. with genuine regret. “I

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

was none other

villagers, one after another, started to

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

such

she convinced him. to come back with her on that day. She expected him to listen

clenched his teeth. “No matter how attached Cherise is to her hometown, it doesn’t change the

happiness was ruined just

fell silent for a

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but let

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

the endearing term ‘Honey’ in

and said, “Of course I

those physically able,” she reassured

might

like that: insecure people would choose to mock others for their imperfections. But deep down,

shoulder. “Do you like being with me is

get

ever feel

She lifted her head and planted a tender kiss on

find being with you burdensome,” she

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

neither am I,” Damien said

eyes shut as tears

pure-heartedness deeply

facing ridicule and accusations from the people, Cherise never thought of

her hand and turn back, when

take Mr. Lenoir

crowd

here! Raised his daughter only to

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