Chapter 182 Hometown Tales
They scrunched up their face in contempt at Benâs obnoxious behavior.
He snickered coldly, âSo you think she likes this village just because she says so?â
âYou claim she shared everything about this village with you. Why donât you tell us what exactly did she say?â Ben continued.
Damienâs lips twitched as he responded, âOh, Ben, I think youâll find this quite intriguing. Vivian went on three blind dates before she settled with her current husband.â
âThe first suitor found our quaint village a bit too remote for his liking. This led to a collective uproar among the villagers.â
âThe second suitor? Vivian had reservations about his suitability. The entire village conducted a thorough analysis and ultimately deemed him unsuitable.â
âNow, as for the third suitorâŠâ Damienâs smirk deepened.
âShut your mouth!â Ben seethed; his anger was simmering.
Vivianâs ego, severely bruised, couldnât hold back any longer. âCherise? You share even these village matters with your husband?â
Her words hung in the air, plunging the surrounding villagers into an even more resounding silence.
Damienâs earlier comments had, ironically, confirmed that Cherise had indeed confided. in him about village matters.
âFine, letâs not talk about this then.â
Damien continued indifferently, âMrs. 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.â
âThe neighbors, Jack and his wife, married for three years, gave birth to two chubby toddlers as innocent as their parents. Adorable and clueless kind of way.â
âThe village chiefâs daughter, now in high school, excelled academically. She had the potential to be the second girl from our village to attend university.â
âThere was also a stray dog in the village named Yellow. It wandered every day, feasting at whichever house it pleased.â
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Despite Damienâs impa*sive demeanor, he meticulously recounted every detail Cherise had shared about the village that night.
Benâs expression darkened with each word and contorted in disbelief.
The surrounding villagers squirmed uncomfortably, looking away and avoiding eye
contact.
Ah, the spectacle of it all! Cherise, the pinnacle of urban sophistication, astonishingly profound understanding of the villageâs intricacies.
possessed an
Even after embracing a more opulent lifestyle, she clung fervently to her hometown tales, holding them as dear as treasured gems.
Such a profound connection to her origins was genuinely heart-warming to witness.
And yet, there they were,
âCherry, I shouldnât have judged you as they did,â a towering figure sighed, his tone laced. with genuine regret. âI was wrong.â
âI promise to make it right. Iâll bring my children to your doorstep and sincerely apologize.â
This man was none other than Jack.
Jack took the lead, and gradually, the villagers, one after another, started to look at Cherise with remorse and guilt.
Cheriseâs eyes glistened, and tears began to well up as she couldnât help but admire. Damien even more than she did.
He had such an impeccable memory!
She used to avoid discussing her hometown in the city, fearing that she would bet perceived as unsophisticated. However, she decided to open up when she convinced him. to come back with her on that day. She expected him to listen and forget, but to her. surprise, he remembered every detail vividly.
Ben clenched his teeth. âNo matter how attached Cherise is to her hometown, it doesnât change the fact that Elvis pushed her into the fire for money!â
âCheriseâs lifelong happiness was ruined just to save that stubborn old man!â
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
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Damien couldnât help but let out a chuckle.
He pulled Cherise close, wrapping his arms around her, and said affectionately, âHoney, donât you feel happy being with me?â
He rarely used the endearing term âHoneyâ in public.
Cherise looked into his eyes affectionately and said, âOf course I am. Youâve brought endless joy into my life.â