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

possessed an

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

to her origins was genuinely heart-warming

yet, there they

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

to make it right. I’ll bring

was none other than

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

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

had such an impeccable

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 remembered every detail

how attached Cherise is to her hometown, it doesn’t change

was ruined just

silent

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but let

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

endearing

said, “Of course

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

was afraid Damien might take it to

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

Cherise’s shoulder. “Do you like being with

get

ever feel

She lifted her head and planted a tender kiss on his

with

hurt because of me,

burdened, neither am

shut

pure-heartedness deeply

people, Cherise never thought of herself; her concern was always for

and turn back, when he heard Elvis’s low

take Mr. Lenoir

voice echoed, and the jeering crowd redirected their mockery from

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

old Mom. He doesn’t even care about