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CHAPTER 39: SERVED
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2026-08-12 01:37:43
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I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 48: I TOLD YOU ELARA
"Long enough to freeze the accounts. Long enough to have a lawyer ready." Her composure was cracking now, the strategic calm I relied on giving way to something sharper. "She's not behind us, Alexander. That's what you don't, she's not scrambling to catch up. She's ahead. She's been ahead the whole time. Everything we thought we were doing to her, she was watching us do it and getting ready."I stood by the door and said nothing, because she was right, and hearing it out loud in her voice made it worse."What do we do?" she said."We need to be careful," I said. "If she has as much as I think she has, then we can't afford one wrong move. We move slow, we contain it, we figure out exactly what she knows before we,""No." Elara stood up. "No. That's exactly wrong. Don't you see? Slow is what she wants. Slow is how she's beaten us this whole time, by having more patience than us, by waiting in the dark. Every day we're careful is another day she uses to make her case airtight." Her eyes
I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 47: ALEXANDER TELLS ELARA AGAIN
Alexander's POVShe felt her way out of my office with her hand on the wall, blind and careful, perfect, and I sat at my desk and watched her go and thought, coldly, precisely: liar.The glass was still on the desk where I'd gathered it, a little pile of crystal shards catching the light. I looked at it and I saw the thing again, the way I'd see it for a long time, the way she'd flinched. Not toward the sound. Away from the glass. Away from the exact direction of the spray, her body angling from something she could not have known was coming unless she saw it come. And her eyes. Her eyes had dropped and followed the pieces across the floor, tracked them, one clean second, and then torn themselves back up to that careful nothing she'd been wearing for four months.I'd been watching her face. I'd set the whole thing up so I would be watching her face. And I saw it.She can see.There was no doubt left. That was the strange, terrible relief of it, sitting alone in my office with the broke
I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 46: FELL FOR IT
"Oh," I said. "You frightened me. Are you alright? Don't cut yourself.""I won't."He crouched down. I heard him gathering the pieces, the small clink of glass against glass, unhurried, and I sat frozen in the chair with my heart slamming so hard I was sure he could hear it, and I kept my face blind and my hands folded and I waited for him to say it.He didn't say it.He picked up every shard, slow and careful, and he stood, and he set the pieces somewhere on the desk, and he sat back down, and he continued the conversation."So the summer," he said. "I was thinking about the lake for a few weeks. The girls loved it last time."I could barely hear him over the roaring in my own ears."That sounds nice," I said. My voice came out almost steady. Almost. "They'd like that.""They would." A pause. "I'll make the arrangements."And that was all. He talked another few minutes about nothing, camps and dates and a swimming instructor, calm, pleasant, terrible, and I answered in my blind mild
I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 45: THE GLASS
He asked me to come to his office, and I knew before I reached the door that it was going to be a test. I just didn't know it would be the one that ended everything."I want to talk about the girls' summer," he'd said at breakfast, mild, reasonable. "Come sit with me after. Just us."Just us. In his office, the one room in the house I had the least reason to be in, the room with his desk and his papers and the door that closed all the way. He'd chosen the ground. I understood that walking in. But I couldn't refuse without it looking strange, and looking strange was its own kind of danger now, so I went, hand on the wall, blind and careful, and I let him settle me into the chair across from his desk.I was on my guard. God knows I was on my guard. Three days of tests had taught me to walk into every room like it was rigged, because it was. I sat with my hands folded and my face soft and empty and I braced for whatever small trap he'd laid, a moved object, a dropped sound, a name called
I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 44: TESTING BEGINS
Clara’s POVIt started with a book left on the floor.The morning after Mrs. Rose warned me in the garden, I came down to the sitting room and there was a book lying in the middle of the walkway, right where I'd passed, right where a blind woman with the room's map in her head would put her foot down and stumble.It hadn't been there yesterday. Alexander had put it there. I knew it the way I now knew everything in that house, by paying attention no one thought I could pay.So I walked into it.That was the thing, the hard thing, the thing that took everything I had. I saw the book perfectly. I could have stepped over it without a thought. Instead I made my foot catch the edge of it, let my balance lurch, let out a small startled sound and put my hand out for the wall, exactly the way a woman who couldn't see it would. I bent, felt around the floor with my fingers, found the book, and frowned at it."Oh," I said, to the empty room, as if to myself. "Who left this here?"And I set it on
I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat CHAPTER 43: CAN YOU TRULY SEE?
"It's paranoia," she agreed, warm now, relieved.But he didn't sound like a man who believed it. He sounded like a man who'd been handed a reason to stop looking and had taken it with both hands because looking any harder frightened him. The doubt was still in his voice, underneath, where her comfort couldn't reach it. She'd talked him down off the ledge. She hadn't talked him back into the house.I knew, standing there, that this wasn't over. A suspicion like that doesn't die because a woman tells it to lie down. It goes quiet. It waits. It watches. He'd said he was right, it was paranoia, and tomorrow or the day after, some small wrong moment would set it off again, and next time perhaps no one would be there to soothe it.I folded my clothes. I gathered the silver, unpolished, and I carried it back to the kitchen quietly, and I stood at the sink for a moment with my hands flat on the cold edge of it, thinking.He was close. Closer than Clara knew, maybe. The woman had bought her so
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