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.

Cherise, the pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound understanding of

possessed an

clung fervently to her hometown tales,

profound connection to her origins was genuinely

there

a towering figure sighed, his

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

was none

after another, started to look at Cherise

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

had such

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

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

ruined just to save that stubborn old

silent for a

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but let out

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

used the endearing term ‘Honey’

and said, “Of course I am. You’ve brought endless joy

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

afraid Damien might take

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

arm around Cherise’s shoulder.

get

ever feel

firmly. She lifted her head and

with you burdensome,” she

hurt because of me, ridiculed by these uncouth. people,”

neither am I,”

squeezed his eyes shut as

deeply touched

people, Cherise never thought of

to grasp her hand and turn

take Mr.

crowd redirected their mockery from Cherise to

look who’s here! Raised his daughter only to sell her away to a blind

dear old Mom.