All Chapters of His Blind Daughter-In-Law: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Hunter was absolutely sure he hadn’t sent an invitation to Cassey. There was no way he was THAT stupid—parading her around in front of people who could judge him. He valued his reputation far too much for that. Besides, didn’t everyone here see him as a one-woman man? A devoted husband? A man who could do no wrong? He had spent years building that image. There was no way he would destroy it by being reckless. But when Cassey showed up at the banquet, he didn’t know what to think. Other than the fact that the woman who acted so naive and obedient behind closed doors had openly gone against him for once. And she was wearing the exact diamond-studded dress he was pretty sure Ivy had picked for the event. It made him furious. Maybe that was why, when she walked up to him with that smile on her face—as if she had done something worthy of praise—he grabbed her arm and dragged her into a corner where no one could see or hear them. “What the hell are you doing here?” he practically his

If Hunter had thought any of this was a joke, he didn’t anymore.If he had thought Ivy was simply messing with him—punishing him for making the last few days difficult for her—he didn’t anymore.He knew now that this was real.Too real.And seeing himself—his face, his body, his goddamn voice—spread across the giant screen, having sex with a woman who wasn’t his wife... it broke something inside him.Arrogance, probably. Pride, maybe.Because while he had been on cloud nine, assuming everything he was doing was perfectly concealed from the woman he loved, he hadn’t even cared to read into her strange behaviour over the last few days.She had known.All this time, she had known.She had known, and she had hidden it perfectly as well.Never making him question. Never making him doubt.The whispers around him grew louder. The judgment heavier.“Oh my God... I can’t believe it.”“So it was true.”“Poor Ivy. She didn’t deserve this.”“What a cheating bastard!”“Disgusting.”Hunter stood fr

[Ivy]“Shouldn’t you be at the hospital? In your room? Resting?” I ask Finn, feeling his presence near my bed.I hear him sigh. “If you think I’m going to leave you alone while you’re going through the most important event of your life, you’re wrong.”I smile, even though he sounds pretty annoyed that I even asked.“You remind me of the day I broke my leg while you were teaching me how to ride your bicycle. You were so worried that I would blame you, you didn’t leave my side for three days straight. It was only when your dad had had enough of you and dragged you away that you finally left.”I hear him chuckle. “I’d like to believe that I was too weak to fight him and that was the only reason he could force me out of the room. I didn’t eat much during those supposed three days, as you should know.”“Oh, I know,” I laugh, not able to help myself. “I was there.”Finn hums but doesn’t say anything for some time.So, once again, I take it upon myself to break the silence. “I wonder what’s

“You didn’t have to come,” I say for perhaps the hundredth time, huffing a little. “Hunter might be desperate, but he isn’t stupid.”After all, he still has an image to protect. There is no way he would do anything reckless anymore—not when his picture-perfect image has already crumbled enough.Finn doesn’t even spare me a glance. He simply keeps his gaze fixed on the road.“I don’t want to take any risks. Who knows what he might do? What if he’s furious after what happened? There’s simply no way to tell how he would react after you humiliated him like that—especially in front of his family and admirers.”I understand where he’s coming from. I really do. But even after Hunter betrayed me in the worst way possible, hurt me with his actions, and looked down on me, taking me for a fool, I would still like to believe he wouldn’t hurt me.In the last five years, he hasn’t been violent even once. He has been loving, kind, and caring in a way that always made me feel bad for HIM—to be stuck

Hunter pulls away, blinking at me as if he can’t believe I just said that. “I make you sick?” he repeats, looking dumbfounded, before something close to absolute frustration crosses his face, as if I’m the one being unreasonable. “Don’t be so unfair, Ivy. We’ve been married for five years, and in those five years, every single day, I’ve worshipped the ground you walked on. I’ve loved you unconditionally. I’ve cared for you without expecting anything in return. And now I... I make you sick? Do you even hear yourself?” He’s right. Even though I had been blind all these years, not once did he make me feel unloved or uncared for. When it came to me and his family, he always took my side. Always tried to please me. To make me happy. But then he had also lied, manipulated me, and made a fool out of me. He betrayed me in the worst way possible. And that betrayal wasn’t even a mistake that happened once and was regretted later. It was deliberate. Every single moment he spent with that