My Blind Husband

She had already suspected that this was Gwenn’s intention.

But now, she no longer cared.

This was her affair.

She couldn’t let the people around her worry about her anymore.

Gwenn was getting closer and closer, and she couldn’t escape anymore.

There was nothing to fear.

Taking a deep breath, Cherise uploaded long–prepared documentation regarding the surgery’s risks and a poignant photograph featuring herself and Charisa.

“Allow me to acquaint you with the patient featured in my thesis, who underwent an unsuccessful surgery: my mother, Charisa.”

“In my earnest quest to heal her, I diligently researched her condition and devised a surgical plan.”

“My mother was willing to cooperate with me.”

“Following an unsuccessful surgery, I undertook a rigorous self–examination and, two months ago, successfully treated another patient.”

“I find Ms. Yolanda’s accusations of plagiarism utterly confounding. To safeguard my mother’s privacy, I maintained silence. Unexpectedly, Ms. Weiss has exploited this situation. Henceforth, I shall pursue legal recourse against Ms. Weiss. This matter concludes here.”

Exhaling deeply, Cherise closed her eyes.

she had waged a war within herself.

she powered down her computer

comforting embrace awaited. “I’ve seen

“Mhmm,”

nestling closer. “After all, I am the wife of President

she released a tired yawn. “So tired,”

genuinely

entire night spent crafting evidence and engaging in confrontation with Yolanda.

in Damien’s embrace. “From now on,” she confessed, “people will only speak of me as heartless and unfilial rather

against her head as he

“Damn it!”

forth as she laid eyes on Cherise’s latest

call to Gwenn. “Gwenn, what

surgical patient is

evidence, Yolanda found herself devoid of any

became a laughingstock?

did not mention anything like this when

esteemed Weiss family, have embarked on a course of action so

photo circulating, Yolanda couldn’t shake the feeling of

this the outcome that Gwenn desired?