Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Blind Daughter-In-Law: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

For a second, I panic.Did I just accidentally reveal that I’ve gotten my sight back?This is what happens when you think with your heart instead of your brain.But even if I had stayed calm after Cassey casually waved that watch in front of me, I still would have snatched it out of her hand. It wasn’t just a watch; it was my heritage. Something I trusted Hunter with. But what did he do? He left it at her place like some ungrateful jerk.He probably has no clue that this watch was the sole reason he managed to take his company to this level of success. If not for it, the people sitting at the top of high society wouldn’t have even spared him a glance.Hunter’s family is rich, sure. But their status is nothing special. The people among whom my grandpa sits wouldn’t even consider his little fortune more than pocket change.I remember the day I gave it to him. He had lost his fifth major client, and no one was willing to sign a deal with him. If things had continued that way for another

For a minute, none of us says anything.For different reasons, of course.I’m not sure what made Cassey Denver shut up, but I have a few ideas about why Hunter has suddenly grown terribly speechless.One: the man standing in front of us is none other than Elijah Morgon. The man who single-handedly founded the Trinivyx Group more than a decade ago. The very same group that has become a leading giant in the film and entertainment industry. The very group that is in direct rivalry with Hunter’s Morgon Group.Two: Elijah is kind of Hunter's father.Well, not exactly. But something like that.And three: the two of them do not see eye to eye for reasons that are too complicated and exhausting to explain right now.“What the hell are you doing here?” Hunter breaks the silence first, sounding far colder and more annoyed.Elijah continues to smile, the dimple on his right cheek deepening. “Now that’s a question worth asking. I’m glad you started with that.”As if that’s his cue to welcome hims

“Wait. Really?” Finn chokes out, clearly not expecting me to say that. “You’re going to write again?”“Well, technically, I never stopped in the first place. I just stopped publishing.”“Oh, shit. Ivy, you’re giving me a heart attack here. How the hell did I not know about this? I always thought you gave up your writing career after the accident. I mean, how could you...”He doesn’t have to finish for me to know what he means. How could I write when I couldn’t see?But that’s the catch. Who said I needed to write it myself?Sure, at first, I did take a break from writing—from creating the thing I had always loved. The accident broke me a little. It shattered my confidence and left a huge dent in who I was as a person. For a long time, I was almost absolutely certain that the Ivy I had known my whole life was gone.That I needed to start over. Become someone else. Someone new. Someone better.But then I met Mr. Gomez, the teacher Hunter hired to help me strengthen my other senses. Than

Blind bitch?Well, that's something new.No one has ever dared to say that to my face before.I actually let out a scoff-like chuckle and turn to Finn. “Is this really worth wasting our time over?”Finn looks pissed. Clearly, he doesn't want to let this go. And I get it. If he were in my place and someone had insulted him in front of me, I would've probably instantly decided to teach that person a lesson too.It's just that... the whole thing sounds absolutely exhausting.But I have to say, even though I have no wish to take this matter any further than it has already been pushed, this woman standing in front of me is surely not helping herself by making an enemy out of me.For someone who knows me, they know I don't take kindly to being bullied.And the fact that I'm on the verge of getting divorced from the husband I loved with all my heart—the same man who betrayed me with possibly the worst person he could've chosen—makes me want to settle some scores.Maybe Finn is right. Maybe w

An hour later, I'm sitting at the café across from the publishing house, sipping on a ridiculously sweet and strong iced coffee when Finn returns from his little investigation with a heavy sigh.I take one look at his face and instantly know whatever he learned isn't exactly worth celebrating.I slide the bottle of water sitting in front of me toward him. "You okay?"He doesn't refuse it. He grabs it, unscrews the cap, and chugs the whole thing down without saying a word.Only after he empties the bottle and drops it back onto the table with a soft slap does he clear his throat."These people are nothing but snakes," he says, sounding just as frustrated as he sounds. "If we hadn't come here today, we would've never found out about this whole disaster that's clearly waiting to happen. I can't believe people can be this desperate for fame and money. It honestly makes me sick."My chest tightens at his words, anger curling around my ribs like invisible fingers, but I force myself not to