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

down her computer and

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

“Mhmm,”

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

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

genuinely exhausted.

crafting evidence and engaging in confrontation

now on,” she confessed, “people will only speak of me

as he spoke. “Go

“Damn it!”

burst forth as she laid eyes on

immediate call to Gwenn. “Gwenn, what

is actually

herself devoid of any rebuttal, left vulnerable to public ridicule.

became

did not mention anything like this when she asked

have embarked on a course of

circulating, Yolanda couldn’t shake the feeling of

this the outcome that