Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 984 Campus Intrigue

That individual’s resounding voice seized the entire library’s attention, focusing it squarely on Cherise.

The once tranquil library instantly morphed into a bustling marketplace filled with whispers, discreet snickers, and open mockery.

Amidst this cacophony, Cherise heard every word.

She pressed her lips together, her hands clenched tightly by her side.

While she had always maintained the belief that she shouldn’t heed the words of others and knew she shouldn’t allow the gossipmongers to affect her, the unpleasant voices stirred a deep rage within her.

After all, ignoring such matters entirely was an impossible feat, wasn’t it?

“Let’s go.”

Blake took a decisive step forward without uttering another word, positioning himself protectively in front of Cherise. He then turned to the girl with twin ponytails and inquired, “Is there a back exit here?”

The girl was taken aback by the unfolding scene before her.

Upon hearing Blake’s query, she snapped back to reality, nodding vigorously. “Yes, yes, there is! I know where it is!”

With that, she instinctively attempted to gather her belongings, hesitating as she clutched her backpack.

resolve, she dropped the backpack, hurried over, and took Cherise’s hand, apologizing profusely. “I’m sorry… I’ll lead

Cherise sensed a profound self–blame.

this young lady believed she bore the brunt of responsibility for the

offered a reassuring smile.

“Ms. Shaw.”

depart, another young woman rose, holding her phone aloft, tapping

“I’m Emma Raumolde a student from

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984 Campus

already disinclined to comply,

refusal with a faint smile, swiftly posing her question.

strategy to subject him to excruciating pain under the guise of acting in his best interest,” Emma articulated, her tone measured and seemingly impartial, yet subtly laden with disdain for

indulging in your promiscuous inclinations while effortlessly resolving the crisis facing the

these perspectives do you find alignment

and seemingly impartial words thinly

his brow. “Are you

ponytails, Emma, swiftly intervened, seizing Blake’s arm and shaking her head. “This

and extended an apology to Cherise. “I’ll guide you

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