Chapter 183

Chapter 183 Damien’s Bold Defense

There was pure happiness and endearment in Cherise’s voice.

Damien’s deep voice filled the air, “Everyone’s heard it. Cherise, being with me has only brought joy

and fulfillment.”

He tightened his embrace around Cherise, and his eyes softened as he continued, “And ast for Mr.

Shaw’s words, they hold no truth. Cherise’s happiness has only deepened since. she’s been with me.”

“Besides,” he continued with a smirk, “I am sure that I outshine all the other sons-in-law in the village,

whether in looks or height.”

“And to add, my family has a prosperous business which has ensured our financial standing surpassing

all the other sons-in-law in this village.”

“As for education, manners, and all the rest, if any of you have a son-in-law who even comes close to

my caliber, please enlighten us.

A deafening silence settled in.

“No takers?” he quipped, his tone laced with sarcasm.

The wicked grin on Damien’s face widened as he continued sarcastically, “Oh, Ben, you’re so

concerned about Cherise’s well-being, questioning if a disabled man like me can make her happy.”

“I can’t help but wonder, though,” he continued as he raised an eyebrow mockingly, “is your daughter’s

husband, the one currently behind bars, capable of providing happiness. to your daughter?”

Murmurs erupted among the villagers, each nodding in agreement at the undeniable truth in Damien’s

words.

Sure, he might be disabled, but at least he’s better than Vivian’s husband, who’s constantly in and out

of jail, right?

For Shaw to claim Cherise isn’t happy marrying a disabled person, does that mean his daughter is

happy with someone like her husband?

Damien’s words stirred murmurs among the villagers as Shaw and Vivian’s faces. darkened.

Vivian gritted her teeth and lashed out, “Why are you suddenly talking about. my husband? He might

be in jail, but he can still protect me when he’s out! Unlike you,

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marrying a disabled man who can’t defend you!”

“Is that so?” Damien sniggered, a smug appearance adorning his face.

The man’s words had barely left his mouth when his figure appeared in front of Vivian. A resounding

slap echoed as his palm struck Vivian’s face.

He then calmly retreated to Cherise’s side.

“I don’t usually resort to violence against women,” Damien said calmly.

The slap mark on Vivian’s face was visible. Her eyes burned with fury as she glared at Damien, her

cheeks throbbing. “You!”

“I’m merely demonstrating my ability to protect Cherise,” Damien’s voice remained eerily calm.

Ben seethed with rage after witnessing Damien brazenly strike his daughter. He lunged forward,

determined to retaliate, but Damien effortlessly countered his attack, deftly throwing Ben to the ground.

Massaging his wrist leisurely, Damien sneered, “Do the two of you still believe I can’t protect my wife?”

Ben clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with anger. He could feel a colossal rage spewing in his

chest.

Just then, the village chief strolled by, carrying a hoe on his shoulder. Ben swiftly called out, “Village

chief!”

“Elvis had his adopted daughter and son-in-law bully us. Are you going to take action?”

The village chief was a distant relative of Ben’s family but remained impartial in his. judgments.

After hearing the current situation from the surrounding villagers, the village chief glared. at Ben.

“Nonsense! Don’t make our Shaw Village a laughingstock to outsiders!”

He waved his hand at the crowd. “Disperse, everyone. Everyone has their own way of living; we’re all

part of the same village. No need to make it look bad!”

The onlookers gradually dispersed.

The village chief turned to look at Elvis. “Although Ben and his daughter are in the your son-in-law, an

outsider, has indeed bullied our villagers. That doesn’t reflect well, either. Take him back and discipline

him!”

wrong.

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Elvis pursed his lips, then glanced at Cherise with some displeasure. “Take Mr. Lenoir and go back!”

“Sure,” Cherise replied obediently.

Cherise noticed the displeasure in Elvis’ expression, and a helpless anger brewed in her.

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