Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1050 Steve's Bittersweet Gamble

After those words, he casually glanced at Cherise, a faint hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "You knew about my feelings for her all

along, didn't you?"

Cherise's eyes widened in surprise. "l did?"

Steve remained silent, his expression speaking volumes.

The tension in the room thickened as the past unfolded before them.

"You always had a knack for forgetting the important stuff."

He smiled ruefully, "But con, you remember, right? You were the one pushingto chase after her, tellingto aim for the

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"You were the one who told me, 'Even if it's a long shot, just being at her university for four years would be a gift," he reminisced

with a tender smile.

"I followed your guidance, put my faith in it, and worked tirelessly, shadowing your every move to absorb your class notes. My

grades climbed steadily..."

"And when the college entrance exams caround, I achieved my goal and secured admission to her university."

Cherise's heart skipped a beat, her breath catching in her throat. "But she never made it to campus..."

"Yes."

Steve's sigh resonated with the ache of unrequited love. "She gave up her own dreams to make Trent's ctrue," he murmured.

"In that fleeting moment, I realized she'd never be mine in this lifetime."

to show my gratitude,"

his eyes like shimmering stars, he uttered,

a prestigious university, nor would I have becthe

modest smile. "It was all you, Steve. Your hard work and determination paid

him.

a heavy weight descended upon the living room, thickening the

fog, suffocating in

sip. "Just last month, Savannah's mother was in a car

and the driver didn't make it,"

out towhen Savannah's family couldn't handle her

course, I stepped in, covering all the expenses and even

been booming, so while the amount was significant,

my longstanding

vulnerability in

confessed with a heavy heart. "She doesn't love me, so even

find happiness," he admitted, his voice tinged

touch of self-deprecation in his tone. "But I can't help but hold onto

starts to feel

decides to be without of gratitude?" Steve pondered aloud,

longing.

vulnerability in his

is not mine,

"As long as..."

of his hopeful sentiment lingered in the room, weaving through the air like a

he clasped the teacup, his voice soft but persistent. "As

is mine or not, it doesn't matter," Steve confessed, his words carrying the weight of his inner

I took a gamble,"

lost," he admitted, his gaze drifting downward

lips, his eyes piercing as

reassurance," he observed, his voice conveying

that Savannah would

"Yet, she still left."