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!”

remained silent, her lips tightly

home, she could shield herself from the repercussions

alarming call from her son’s kindergarten teacher at noon.“Mrs.

Soren, hit two children today, and

the evidence to refute the plagiarism accusations. When the phone call shattered the silence of her concentration, she leaped from her chair in a sudden jolt of panic. “How could

his prudence and thoughtfulness, did

possibly have struck another child?

there a misunderstanding? How could Soren hit someone?”

mistake. Soren indeed

presume others lack

say your son’s moral fiber isn’t

respond, the teacher abruptly ended the call.

trembling with the phone in her

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

composure, swiftly changed