My Blind Husband

“Tell me about it,” Ursula replied, oblivious to the sarcasm laced in Cherise’s words.

“So, my advice is: back off. Damien and my sister have a bond that surpasses time, a connection you could never replicate. Even if you reconcile, jealousy will poison your relationship, leading to constant conflict. So, why subject yourself to such misery? Wouldn’t it be easier for everyone if you just let them be?”

Unaware of the sting. Ursula pressed on, “Speaking of which, I heard that Damien never even bought you a house or a car during your time together, right? How fortunate for my sister and me! He bought her at house three years ago, and I just received a brand-new car this year!”

Ursula’s gloating peaked as she declared, “I think it’s pretty clear who Damien truly values, right?”

certainly admirable. However, I believe you’ve misunderstood. Not everyone is as desperate and lacking self-respect

smug grin faltered. “… What did you say?” she demanded, her voice rising.

clear. I have no need for Damien to buy me a house or a car. If I desired such

declared, her voice resonating with confidence. “A woman of substance doesn’t rely on her parents or a man. She earns her own way, and that’s where true self-respect

not from a stranger, someone whose kindness is motivated by mere gratitude.”

voice now icy, “you and your sister, Rowena,

and lunging at Cherise. “How dare you speak of my sister and me in such a way! Even Damien wouldn’t stoop so

wouling smirk as she effortlessly evaded Ursula’s attack, “Damien, bless his sentimental heart, would never utter such harsh truths about his ‘savior,” she said, her voice dripping with

and your sister, Rowena, are beneath