My Blind Husband

‘However, I don’t need you to treat me to a meal. I’ve long forgotten the taste of my childhood. What I love the most now is the food my husband cooks.’

After carefully reviewing the message several times to ensure there were no typos or ambiguities, Cherise pressed the send button.

Two seconds after sending the message, she received a response from Sebastian.

He sent a smiling emoji and responded, ‘You may have forgotten the taste of your childhood, but I still remember it.

‘If you have time, let’s meet up for a meal. I remember where I bought the drumsticks for you back then.’

Perhaps afraid that Cherise would refuse again, he added, ‘I went back to that store a few days ago. It’s still there and hasn’t closed down.

Cherise gripped her phone tightly, her eyes shooting back and forth between the phone and the view outside, still uncertain about how to respond.

Taking a deep breath, she simply turned off her phone and decided not to respond.

But an uneasy feeling still coiled around her heart.

Was it really okay to stand up to an old classmate like this? She thought anxiously, leaving her feeling adrift in a sea of uncertainty.

With these thoughts in mind, she looked up and glanced at the man driving next to her.

under his eyes, and there were even traces

few days had been exhausting for him, and

that contributed to his overexertion was her

ruminating between Sebastian and Damien. Within seconds, she made her choice.

the same

Damien; who accompanied her day and night, holding her preciously in the palm of his hand.

could tell which of these two people was more important to her.

long, Damien’s car arrived at the

are you thinking

voice brought her attention back to the

had even considered meeting Sebastian for a split second, she panicked and waved her hands about in denial. “Nothing,

probing into her thoughts, he smiled faintly at her. “You seem distracted. Are you thinking

at a loss

ago. Why is he talking about

likes children… I could give him more kids.

her phone back in her bag, tidied up her things, and got out of the car. Then she threw herself into his arms, kissing him on the cheeks. “Honey, do you really like children?” she asked,

smiled, reaching out to pinch her delicate face.