Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1072 A Long-due Response The sroutine played out before Savannah's eyes again. The last tSteve bought a corndog for Cherise, she shook her head and said, "Again? I remember telling you that I don't like these." Annoyed, she would set it in front of Savannah.

He would then smile sheepishly and say, "Really? Perhaps I remembered incorrectly," while scratching the back of his head.

The next the rolled around, he would still present Cherise with the exact sfood and give the sexcuse.

Savannah had always thought that Steve had the memory of a goldfish. But this time, Cherise's revelation finally pulled the curtain on his behavior.

His memory wasn't poor at all. In fact, it was excellent.

Savannah was touched that he played a fool all these while just to win her favor. Her eyes gradually shifted from the food to the average, homely man standing before her.

Steve was straight-up ugly compared to a dashing hunk like Trent Boult. She admitted that this had always been her perception of him.

agreed that they wouldn't marry Steve even if they were desperate

stare admiringly at the naïve and jovial Steve. All prejudice against him melted away, and even though he was grinning like a child, she felt like he towered above

he pursed his lips and glanced at Cherise. "I bought these corndogs for you. Aren't you going

"Why should I?" Savannah gritted her teeth. Pulling her lips into a slight frown, she snatched corndogs from his hand, "I know you bought them for me." "Cherise doesn't like this. You've known that since high

a poor memory," he said, giving the sexcuse like he

you..." "Shut up," she interrupted, "I'm scolding you, so

"... Yes, I'm an idiot," he

idiot." "...I'm a big, stupid idiot." "You're so, so stupid..." Her voice finally

her cheeks. She turned away, longed to throw herself into Steve's bosom and embrace him then and

years..." she mumbled, gradually looking back into his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?" Steve was dumbfounded. He had no idea what cinto

Cherise didn't couldn't meet

yet, all it took was one afternoon for her o reveal all his closely guarded ecrets to Savannah. Cherise knew she had to leave the scene she had created. Taking advantage of her petite figure, she slipped

arms. He patted her head, perplexed by her frantic behavior. "How