Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 182 Hometown Tales

They scrunched up their face in contempt at Ben’s obnoxious behavior.

He snickered coldly, “So you think she likes this village just because she says so?”

“You claim she shared everything about this village with you. Why don’t you tell us what exactly did she say?” Ben continued.

Damien’s lips twitched as he responded, “Oh, Ben, I think you’ll find this quite intriguing. Vivian went on three blind dates before she settled with her current husband.”

“The first suitor found our quaint village a bit too remote for his liking. This led to a collective uproar among the villagers.”

“The second suitor? Vivian had reservations about his suitability. The entire village conducted a thorough analysis and ultimately deemed him unsuitable.”

“Now, as for the third suitor…” Damien’s smirk deepened.

“Shut your mouth!” Ben seethed; his anger was simmering.

Vivian’s ego, severely bruised, couldn’t hold back any longer. “Cherise? You share even these village matters with your husband?”

Her words hung in the air, plunging the surrounding villagers into an even more resounding silence.

Damien’s earlier comments had, ironically, confirmed that Cherise had indeed confided. in him about village matters.

not talk

continued indifferently, “Mrs. Levine, the oldest in the village at ninety-three, was remarkably healthy, although she broke her leg a couple of years ago. She walked with a noticeable limp.”

for three years, gave birth to two chubby toddlers as innocent as their parents. Adorable

chief’s daughter, now in high school, excelled academically. She had the

in the village named Yellow. It wandered every day, feasting at whichever house it pleased.”

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impassive demeanor, he meticulously recounted every detail Cherise had

expression darkened with each word and

surrounding villagers squirmed uncomfortably, looking away and avoiding

contact.

it all! Cherise, the pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound understanding of

possessed an

opulent lifestyle, she clung fervently to her

her origins was

there

have judged you as they did,” a towering figure sighed, his tone

to make it right. I’ll bring my children to your doorstep and sincerely

was none

took the lead, and gradually, the villagers, one after another,

tears began to well up as she couldn’t help but admire.