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.

her

she lay down where Damien’s comforting embrace awaited. “I’ve seen it all. You were

“Mhmm,”

all, I am the wife of

washed over her, she released a tired yawn. “So tired,”

was genuinely exhausted.

night spent crafting evidence and engaging in confrontation with Yolanda.

speak of me as heartless and unfilial

as

“Damn it!”

as she laid eyes on

boiled within her, prompting an immediate call to Gwenn. “Gwenn, what

patient is actually her mother!?”

Yolanda found herself devoid of

became

like this when she

a member of the esteemed Weiss family, have embarked on a course of action

photo circulating, Yolanda couldn’t shake the

this the outcome that Gwenn desired?