My Blind Husband

“So, this must be Auntie.”

Soren and Sera affectionately clung to Elvis, persistently requesting stories from Cherise’s childhood.

Elvis held Sera in his arms and took Soren by the hand. He told them stories about Cherise’s joyful childhood in the countryside, which he knew well.

“Uncle Shaw hasn’t changed and hasn’t aged a bit.”

In the kitchen, Cherise, immersed in preparing dinner, couldn’t help but interject.

“Really? Can’t you see how much I’ve aged?”

Sarah chuckled as she sorted vegetables, “Cherise, why don’t you consider staying longer?”

Cherise paused in her vegetable preparation; her hand lingered under the water. “I’m still unsure.”

“What’s holding you back?”

Sarah glanced at her. “You’re not getting any younger, and your child is already grown. Stop hesitating.”

us over the years because of you. He’s been searching for you for five long

he visits the house and spends the entire day in your room.”

another lost in

what Damien was like back then.

esteemed Mr. Lenoir, juggling numerous responsibilities, he manages to find time

paused. Her voice was hoarse, and she croaked,

“Absolutely.”

sighed, “Aunt Wanda wouldn’t lie to you.”

aimlessly sit in

absence, he might forget your face and scent, like

at your photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he can recognize you instantly

the light. “You should appreciate a man who treats

busy, sometimes, while sitting in your room, a long queue of employees is waiting outside to report to

him to return to reality and leave- the room. Only after that do the employees approach him

pursed her lips, visualizing the scene as she listened to Sarah’s words.

“L…”

and stated, “I know he