Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

“The original intention of performing surgery on Aunt Charisa was also to hope that she could get better, right?”

“You’re not wrong. Those who think you’re wrong are the ones who don’t understand the situation at all. You don’t need to pay attention to them.”

Cherise pursed her lips. In fact, she comprehended the rationale behind Lucy’s words. Damien had reiterated it to her numerous times before.

She had used these words over the past five years to admonish herself.

Yet, the prospect of unveiling her scars before a multitude filled her with dread.

Words wield immense power.

She dreaded being pointed at and whispered about wherever she went, and she recoiled at the thought of enduring the gossip that would follow every job change.

Nevertheless, it seemed there was no alternative but to confront it.

“Alright, where there’s a will, there’s a way.”

Lucy, seated beside Cherise, added, “Besides, you still have Damien by your side!”

silent, her lips

could shield herself from

the second day of the ordeal, she received an alarming call from her son’s kindergarten teacher at noon.“Mrs. Lenoir, you

today, and now the parents are demanding compensation…”

phone call shattered the silence of her concentration, she leaped from her chair in a sudden jolt of panic. “How could this

and thoughtfulness, did not resort to

he possibly have struck

is there a misunderstanding? How

assure you, there’s no mistake. Soren indeed struck the

Lenoir, don’t presume others lack professional integrity as

can plagiarize papers, who’s to say your son’s

teacher abruptly ended

trembling with the phone in

found herself momentarily blinded by the brilliance of the midday sun, its radiance too intense for her eyes to

she regained her composure, swiftly changed her attire, and stepped out of the house.