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.

though she had waged

down her computer

where Damien’s comforting embrace awaited. “I’ve seen it

“Mhmm,”

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

her, she released a tired yawn. “So tired,” she murmured.

genuinely exhausted.

night spent crafting evidence and engaging in confrontation with

only speak of me as heartless and unfilial rather than accuse me

her head as he spoke. “Go to sleep,” he urged.

“Damn it!”

burst forth as she laid eyes on

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

is actually

incontrovertible evidence, Yolanda found herself devoid of

became a laughingstock?

this when she asked her

Weiss family, have embarked on

Yolanda couldn’t shake the

outcome that Gwenn