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.

that they wouldn't marry Steve even if they were desperate for a husband in the future. Their reasoning? They feared his uncomely features might be passed

prejudice against him melted away, and even though

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

slight frown, she snatched corndogs from his hand, "I know you bought them for me."

have a

up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and repeated, "You idiot." He frowned, "Sav, are you..." "Shut up," she interrupted, "I'm scolding you, so just shut up and listen." "...Okay, I'm listening," Steve replied

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

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

cheeks. She turned away, longed to throw herself into Steve's

she did not. She reached out and wrapped her index fingers around his. "You've likedfor so many years..." she mumbled, gradually looking back into his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?" Steve

couldn't meet his

words. And 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 into the gap between the two and sprinted for the door. "I'm going to look for my husband. You guys talk it out!" she yelled and left the

her head, perplexed by her frantic