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 understanding

possessed an

a more opulent lifestyle, she clung fervently to

her origins was genuinely heart-warming to

there

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

make it right. I’ll bring

man was none other than

lead, and gradually, the villagers, one after

tears began to well up as she couldn’t

such

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

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

lifelong happiness was ruined just to save that stubborn

silent

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but let out

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

endearing term ‘Honey’

course I am. You’ve brought endless joy into

than those physically able,” she reassured

might take it

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

shoulder. “Do you like being

get

ever feel

replied firmly. She lifted her head and planted a tender

don’t find being with you burdensome,” she reassured

me, ridiculed by these uncouth. people,”

not burdened, neither am I,”

shut

deeply

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

about to grasp her hand and turn back,

take Mr. Lenoir

crowd redirected their mockery from Cherise to

look who’s here! Raised his daughter

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