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.

eyes, and there were even traces of redness in his

few days had been exhausting for him,

reasons that contributed to his overexertion was her old classmate,

her eyes, ruminating between Sebastian and

the same person he was back then.

was Damien; who accompanied her day and night,

could tell which of these two people

Damien’s car arrived at the

you thinking

her attention back

Sebastian for a split second, she panicked

her. “You seem distracted. Are you thinking about when the third and fourth

was at a

a moment ago. Why

likes children… I could give him more

her things, and got out of the car. Then she threw herself into his arms, kissing him on the cheeks. “Honey,

out to pinch her delicate face. “What do you think?”