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.

the pinnacle of urban sophistication,

possessed an

clung fervently to her hometown tales, holding them as

connection to her origins was genuinely

there

a towering figure sighed, his tone

bring my children to your doorstep

was none other than

and gradually, the villagers, one after another, started to

to well up as she couldn’t help but admire.

such

her hometown in the city, fearing that she would bet perceived as unsophisticated. However, she decided to open 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

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

ruined just

silent

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help but let out

close, wrapping his arms around her, and said affectionately,

rarely used the endearing term ‘Honey’ in

course I am.

than those physically

Damien might take

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

shoulder. “Do you like being with

get

ever feel

replied firmly. She lifted her head

don’t find being with you burdensome,”

feel hurt because of me, ridiculed by these uncouth. people,” Cherise admitted her

you’re not burdened, neither am I,” Damien said

eyes shut as

deeply

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

her hand and turn

take Mr. Lenoir

jeering crowd

who’s here! Raised his daughter only to sell

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