My Blind Husband

“Tsk tsk, Tanner’s family took in a stray, now she bites the hand that feeds her. Shameful, really.”

Beckham squirmed under the constant murmurs, his face etched with discomfort. He cleared his throat, “Actually, the whole thing’s blown out of proportion-

Cherise stood stock-still, a bitter smile on her lips as she watched her father scramble to defend Gwenn. It all made sense now why Damien was determined to stir the pot.

In Beckham’s eyes, this was about protecting his family and Gwenn had been a part of it for over twenty years. Her connection, confirmed by a DNA test five years ago, couldn’t compete with those shared years. Blood ties weren’t everything, she understood.

Gwenn met Priscilla’s gaze head-on, her voice firm. “So that’s what this is all about. The news article, yes, that was my work.”

conduct were sent to our supervisor. I had to fulfill a professional

a side-eye, a smirk playing on her lips. “Look, sis, don’t hold a grudge against me. If I hadn’t handled that news piece myself, who knows what kind of twisted mess it would’ve been? I did what I could to

it still got out, and I’m truly sorry for that. I didn’t mean to air your dirty laundry

with a hidden edge as she added, her voice soft but firm, “It’s been so long already. But if you’re still upset with me, then I

words were a masterclass in deflection. She played the martyr, the regretful accomplice, and even the

bygones be bygones. Cherry would never hold a grudge