Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1047 Savannah's Bad Choice

Murmurs and sighs swirled through the crowd.

A voice broke the tense silence, "Savannah's been drowning in debt for years. Steve's been pouring money into her mother's

medical bills; it's a bottomless pit. Can you imagine the financial strain?

Another guest joined the conversation, shaking their head. "Yeah, Savannah's a total babe, but looks can't fix a never-ending

money vortex. Who in their right mind would jump into that mess, especially with a mom in a coma racking up the bills?"

The crowd buzzed with a mix of sympathy and skepticism.

Cherise watched as Savannah approached Steve, her face etched with worry.

Clearly, she wasn't exactly thrilled to be getting married, but sometimes life hits you with a reality stick.

As Cherise thought this, Savannah's dad was already slipping her hand into Steve's.

The emcee started to kick off the wedding, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us today. Before we proceed with the

vows—"

"Hold on." A cold voice cut through the air, halting the emcee in his tracks.

A sharp-dressed man in white strolled in, "Sav, are you sure you wanna marry him?"

His question sent shockwaves through the crowd. "Whoa, didn't see that coming!" someone whispered.

high school sweetheart," another

"This just got interesting..."

a wrench into the wedding. Everyone knew

crackled with

the crowd, hurling insults at Trent. A chorus of

his gaze fixed on Savannah across the stage. "Savannah,"

about this?"

frozen, her expression bewildered. "Why... why are you here?" she

emotions on Savannah's face - shock, joy, and an

drinks as he spoke. "This man isn't good enough for your friend. She

to work instead, all to support him. With

and master's degrees, and landed a decent job. But

requiring hefty medical bills, he

Savannah and Trent locked eyes, a silent conversation passing between

Cherise countered, her voice laced

He doesn't mean

employed by Lenoir Group, Cherise. Believe me, his incis anything but

widened in disbelief. "You actually keep tabs on how much sordinary

friend," Damien explained, taking a swig of his drink. "Pretty face, but

situation is a

lips together, refusing to be

Trent was a looker compared to Steve, and their chemistry was