All Chapters of Blind No More: The Billionaire's Betrayed Wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

First Sight, Real Pain

Chapter 1Clover's POV The alarm on my phone chimed softly. I reached for it on the nightstand, fingers brushing cool marble before finding the device. My thumb swiped across the screen out of habit, silencing it.Today.My heart fluttered, then raced like it wanted to burst free. Today was the day.I sat up slowly,steady. Three years of this room, memorized in every sound and texture.“Damian?” My voice came out breathy, hopeful.No answer. He must have left early again. But he’d promised to be there when I woke. Maybe he was making breakfast.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood, bare feet meeting the cold tiles. My fingers trailed the familiar path along the wall—past the dresser, into the bathroom. The cool tile underfoot, the smooth porcelain of the sink. I splashed water on my face, the droplets tracing icy paths down my cheeks.“One more session, Clo. Then you'll really see him.” I smiled.The thought sent warmth blooming in my chest. I pictured Damian's face fr

Inseparable

Chapter 2Clover's POV The lobby of Hale Tower felt too loud with few workers lurking nearby. They glanced my way, then quickly away. I must have looked like a ghost. My mascara destroyed, my eyes swollen, but my back straight as if someone had shoved steel into my spine.I didn't stop walking until I was outside, the cold April wind slapping my face. My fingers shook as I pulled out my phone. The screen–God, I could read every tiny icon. I tapped the one contact I knew would answer anytime I needed her. My best friend.Mia picked up on the second. “Baby? You're supposed to be at the clinic. Did the drops work? Can you…”“Mia,” I cut her off, my voice broken. “I can see everything.”A beat of silence, then her laugh exploded through the receiver. “Holy shit, Clover! That's amazing! I'm leaving the studio right now. We're celebrating. I'm bringing champagne and those disgusting cheese puffs you pretend to hate.”“I saw him, Mia.” I muttered, tearily. “Damian with Sophia. She's preg

One Night With A Stranger

Chapter 3Clover's POV Mia drove us to an underground lounge, that was famously called The Velvet Room. The bouncer recognized her and waved us through.We strode inside casually, the live jazz and dim lights with people under was a sight to behold. I could see the saxophonist’s fingers flying and the deep crimson of the velvet booths.Mia ordered two shots of tequila and a bottle of bourbon. “To seeing clearly,” she toasted, clinking her glass against mine.I threw the shot back and drank every bit. The room tilted pleasantly, conversations coming from different angles. Mia's lips were moving as she spoke and I just nodded, but my mind kept flashing to Damian's eyes widening in horror.To him and Sophia…Dammit, I wanted it gone.Mia excused her to the dance floor, swirling wildly amongst others, while I stayed back, drinking.A man slid onto the stool beside me sometime after the third shot. I gazed closely, my eyes narrowing. He was talk, broad shoulders under a black button-down

Sign The Divorce Papers, Mr Hale

Chapter 4Clover's POV Morning light filtered through the floor to ceiling windows, painting the unfamiliar bedroom in soft gold and blues.My eyes fluttered open, my head pounding with migraine. I lay there for a second, staring at nothing in particular. Then the memories crashed in like waves.Kyle.I turned my head slowly. He slept on his stomach beside me, one muscular arm flung across the pillow, his face relaxed in a way that made my breath catch.God, he was beautiful. His long lashes cast faint shadows on high cheekbones, his broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist under the rumpled sheet.Who the hell was he? An escort? Some high-end guy who picked women in bars? The thought twisted my stomach.What had I done?I slipped out of bed as quietly as I couldn't, my legs shaky. Every moment sent a deep ache blooming between my thighs, a delicious soreness that made my cheeks burn.I could still feel him–thevway he'd thrust deep and relentless, the wild rhythm that had pulled c

Welcome Home, Heiress

Chapter 5Clover's POV The words landed punches in my guts and I staggered back, my world tilting.“Clover, listen. I have a vacant apartment that you can move in temporarily while I fix things. Just give me time, baby.”Foolish. So damn foolish.Rage exploded my vision. I slapped him hard across the face, the force echoing through the foyer. My palm stung.Victoria lunged at me instantly, shrieking. “How dare you touch my son!” Her hand connected with my cheek in return.Pain filled behind my eyes as I crumpled to the floor, suitcase tipping beside me. I could swear I almost saw stars.“Just sign the papers, Damian. Let's be done with this.”I watched in horror as Damian hesitated, then walked to the side table where the courier envelope sat. He picked up the pen and scratched his signatures across it.Sophia snatched the papers from his hold and hurled them at me. They fluttered down, landing on my lap.“There. Go to hell with your divorce.”I pushed myself up from the cold marble

The Hunt

Chapter 6Kyle's POV“Her name is Luna.” I muttered, my voice Iow and calm. “Auburn hair, hazel eyes and about this tall. Tell me everything you know about her. Now.”The manager of The Velvet Room who had been on his knees for quite some time gasped for air, his face turning an ugly shade of purple. Three of his co-workers knelt alongside with him.“Mr Moretti…please…we don't have any Luna. She isn't a regular here by name. I swear on my life.”I slammed him against the wall, bottles rattled on the shelves. “Then check your cameras, your guest list. Your fucking memory. She was here.”One of the bartenders whimpered. “Sir, we get hundreds of people every night. We can't–”“Boss, we ran her description through every feed we pulled. No one is named Luna and the woman you described doesn't exist in our records.” My second-in-command interrupted, trudging forward with a phone in hand.Rage boiled up so fast my vision tunneled. I released the manager and he slid down the wall, coughing. I

Reclaiming What's Mine

Chapter 7Clover's POV“You are our daughter, Eleanor. We have waited twenty-four years to say those words.”Elena’s voice cracked on the last syllable as she stood in the grand sitting room, one hand pressed to her chest like she might fall apart if I denied her again. She looked at the man next to her with tears in her eyes. “Tell her it's the truth, Matteo.”Matteo, I assumed was her husband, stood beside her, his shoulders rigid, eyes never leaving my face. “Yes.”I gripped the edge of the velvet chair so hard my knuckles turned white. “My name is Clover. Not Eleanor and not your daughter. I don’t know who you think I am, but this is insane.”Elena took a shaky step closer. “Clover, then. We will call you whatever you wish. But look at me, sweetheart. The eyes, the hair, the small scar on your left wrist from when you were two and tried to climb the fountain at our old estate. We have the photos. The DNA results came back the moment they scanned you at the airport. You are ours.”

Four Years Later, I Returned

Chapter 8Clover's POVThe airplane door opened and bright sunlight hit my face. I slipped on my dark shades, adjusted the collar of my tailored black coat, and stepped onto the stairs. Cameras flashed in my direction instantly,as if waiting for my arrival. Paparazzi surged forward like a wave, security guards forming a tight wall around me.“Miss Rossi! Is it true you’re the lost heiress of the Rossi Empire?”“Are you back to expand business in Eldoria?”“Any comment on your divorce from Damian Hale four years ago?”“Will you be taking over other businesses next?”Questions flew at me from every direction. I kept my chin high, my lips pressed in a calm line, letting the bodyguards clear the path. One reporter shoved a microphone too close and a guard gently pushed it back. “Miss Rossi!”“Miss Rossi, we just need a moment!”“NEWS FLASH: After four years of silence, Clover Rossi—ex-wife of business tycoon Damian Hale has returned to Eldoria City. Once known as the woman who disappear

Bringing Back My Past

Chapter 9Clover's POVMia’s jaw actually dropped when the front doors of the Rossi penthouse swung open.She stood frozen in the living room, her eyes wide, while two maids hurried past with fresh flowers and another adjusted the lighting on a massive abstract painting I had chosen before my arrival.“Holy… Clover,” she breathed, spinning slowly to look at me. “This isn’t a house. This is a freaking museum. Look at that chandelier!”I smiled, watching her touch the velvet couch. “Oh c'mon, stop being dramatic.”“Dramatic? I'm not!”I chuckled, pinching the bridge of my nose. “It’s home now. Come on, I’ll show you around later. First, we’re going shopping.”Mia blinked. “Shopping? Like… normal shopping?”“Like I’m spoiling my best friend who put up with methroughout the years. It's worth it, c'mon.” I linked my arm through hers and pulled her toward away.“Consider it payback.”Two hours later, Mia twirled in front of the mirror in a designer boutique, wearing a red dress that hugged

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