Chapter 177 How Could I Not
During the trip, he was not only accompanying his wife back to her hometown but also taking steps to enhance the security in her home village and initiating financial support
for small businesses.
“How could I not?” The man raised his eyes, observing the petite woman by the small river with Blake, who was wholly engrossed in fishing. “I want to ensure that her favorite foods. await her every time she returns.”
He gently shut his eyes.
The neighborhood restaurant boasted a wishing wall adorned with sticky notes bearing the heartfelt wishes of the restaurant’s patrons.
As Cherise enjoyed her meal, Damien took a moment to scan the wishing wall thoughtfully.
Eventually, he found a pink, heart-shaped sticky note in the corner. In elegant
handwriting, it read, “I hope that each time I return, I can savor the amazing food in this restaurant! Cherise.”
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With a sigh, Damien opened his eyes. He focused through the black silk covering them, gazing steadily at Cherise, who was bathed in the soft, orange light of the setting sun.
Her wish was so simple; how could he possibly let her down?
“Darling!”
Cherise bounded over, carrying a plastic bucket filled with fish. “I caught a massive fish!” She eagerly displayed the bucket. “Look, it’s huge!”
Swimming in the water bucket was a fish measuring about twenty centimeters.
Cherise beamed, ready to share something with him, but her gaze suddenly locked onto the black silk obscuring Damien’s eyes. Her cheerful demeanor gradually waned.
After a brief moment, her downcast lips quivered, “I’m sorry, darling, I forgot that. can’t see…”
you
Cherise sniffled, her frustration evident as she clenched her hands. Regardless, she vowed to herself that she would take her husband to see the old doctor the very next day!
Noticing her disheartened expression, Damien’s heart sank slightly. He mustered a faint. smile, saying, “Even though I can’t see, I can still touch.”
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