My Blind Husband

“Lucy!”

“Lucy!”

The villa’s door swung open, and Serafina and Soren dashed in, their excitement palpable.

They rushed forward, embracing Lucy one after the other. “Long time no see.”

“Lucy! I missed you so much!”

Trailing behind the two children, four-and-a-half-year-old Alexis greeted Lucy politely and gentlemanly. “Lucy, hello.”

His soft, slightly mature voice tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings.

She smiled softly, squatting down to observe the little boy before her.

With his round face and distinct features, he radiated with childhood innocence. His dark eyes, framed by long, curly lashes, held a clarity and purity that captivated her.

Lucy gazed at the little boy before her, resembling a porcelain doll with his innocent features, evoking a gentle smile on her lips.

“You have a remarkable resemblance to me when I was your age,” Lucy remarked, her tone soft yet contemplative.

in your decisions,” she advised, offering guidance to the young boy.

Cherise too much; maintain peace with your siblings,” she urged, voicing a touch of maternal

Lucy concluded, expressing her heartfelt wishes

farewell, Lucy rose to her feet and left.

place, silently

windbreaker, Lucy’s long hair trailed behind her as she opened the door.

her an air of desolate yet intellectual charm.

This…

the motherly image Alexis had often imagined in

in thought, he contemplated Lucy’s departure.

Cherise, he found

proudly, standing before Alexis. “My Godmother is the most beautiful woman I’ve

nodded in agreement. “So… does your Godmother

brow.

car, Cherise returned to retrieve it after the children

she unexpectedly bumped into Lucy.

Lucy, a flicker of recognition dancing in

in deep conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only