My Blind Husband

Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.

She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.

However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.

“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”

“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”

“Mrs. Lenoir…”

Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…

Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.

However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.

Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.

Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…

of drumsticks were artfully arranged to resemble

encircled by

The juicy drumsticks looked so succulent, and the smell and sight of

just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the drumsticks from

the crowd before

drumsticks extended from the elevator door to

she might have to consume these drumsticks for one to two

sense of despair washed over

heart’s wishes and the paradoxical

“Everyone.”

spoke calmly, “Everyone is overly enthusiastic, and my

drumsticks and leave your business cards on the table by the door. I will remember everyone’s names, and my wife can choose freely without

but to

individuals placed their large drumsticks bouquets on the pristine table, followed by leaving their

were set down, and more and more business cards were left.

table was overflowing

dispersed, Cherise massaged her temples, pondering what to do with the abundance of

cooked drumsticks couldn’t be frozen and were

approaching autumn, the lingering summer heat would undoubtedly spoil them within