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 tightly pressed

that by staying home, she could shield herself from the

an alarming call from her son’s kindergarten teacher at noon.“Mrs. Lenoir, you may need to come to the

children today, and now the parents are

organizing the evidence to refute the plagiarism accusations. When the phone call shattered the silence of her concentration, she leaped from her

his prudence and thoughtfulness,

possibly have struck another

misunderstanding? How could

you, there’s no mistake. Soren indeed

teacher’s tone grew impatient. “Mrs. Lenoir, don’t presume others

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

the teacher

trembling with the phone in her

brilliance of the midday sun, its

breath deeply, she regained her composure, swiftly changed