My 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

could shield herself from the repercussions echoing

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

Soren, hit two children today, and now the parents are demanding

accusations. When the phone call shattered the silence of her concentration, she leaped

prudence and thoughtfulness, did not resort to physical

possibly have struck another child?

a misunderstanding? How could Soren

no mistake. Soren

grew impatient. “Mrs. Lenoir, don’t presume others lack

say your

respond, the teacher abruptly

was trembling with the phone

momentarily blinded by the brilliance of the midday sun, its radiance too intense for

composure, swiftly changed her attire, and stepped