All Chapters of Brother's Blind Girlfriend is a Secret Heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

I woke with my whole body aching, just as the sky was beginning to gray with the first light of dawn.I turned my head. Celeste Ross opened her eyes at the exact same moment.She was blind—had been ever since a car accident six months earlier had taken her sight. My younger brother, Dylan Marsh, had resented her for it, calling her poor and disabled, and had tried to break up with her more times than I could count.Her eyes, however lovely, never used to focus on anything. They just drifted, empty, toward some point in the middle distance. But for one disorienting second just now, I could have sworn she was looking straight at me.Then, just as quickly, the blankness slid back over her expression."Dylan?" she rasped. "Is that you?"[Hold on, what's going on? The cannon fodder didn't die?! Why is he in bed with Celeste?][I'm furious. Don't tell me he's trying to pass himself off as her boyfriend? Her eyesight came back ages ago. If he tries to fool her, he is going to regret it

That afternoon, Celeste told me she had to go out alone and that I shouldn't follow her.I let her think I had no idea what she was up to.Not long after, my phone rang."Anders Marsh?" a voice said. "People who don't pay their debts have to pay some other way. Celeste Ross is in my hands right now. If you don't want her dead, get to this address."By the time I got there, breathless, I could see Celeste's back. She was tied to the railing of an abandoned cargo ship, her hands bound behind her.The kidnapper flashed me a nasty grin."I gave you twenty minutes. You're too late. She's out of chances."She cut the rope right in front of me.Celeste, wrists still bound, dropped straight into the sea.My eyes went wide. A second later, I was moving without thinking and threw myself in after her.The water was ice, a cold that cut straight to the bone, and everything went dark and hazy in front of me. Through the murk, I caught a glimpse of "Celeste's" shape wriggling free of the r

The next time I saw Dylan was at a charity gala."Well, would you look who it is. If it isn't my dear brother."He was on the arm of a heavyset woman somewhere in her fifties, and he strutted up to me with a challenge already written on his face."Didn't expect you to talk your way in here too. What, dumped the blind girl and landed yourself a new sugar mommy?"I looked at the "sugar mommy" hanging off his arm and felt nothing but bafflement. Was this the thief calling someone else a thief?The heavyset woman beside him glanced over too, sweeping her eyes across me once, something greedy and interested flickering behind them.Before she could get a word out, Celeste walked up.The woman went rigid, as if someone had grabbed her by the throat. Her eyes went wide, and every trace of color drained from her face."M-Ms. Ross?" Her voice shook. Her knees buckled, and she nearly dropped to the floor right there.Dylan, oblivious to the woman's sudden panic, jabbed a finger at Celest

I woke the next morning with a splitting headache, the fragments of the night before slowly piecing themselves back together.What had I said?Oh, right. I'd told her I'd never loved her.I sat up and rubbed at my temples. Strangely, there was no panic in me, no fear at all.I wasn't that same Anders anymore—the one who'd once had nothing, with nowhere left to turn. Over the years, I'd built up a company of my own, and it was running well. Even if I divorced Celeste right now, this instant, I'd still walk away comfortably wealthy.If anything, I felt almost light.The door opened. Celeste walked in. Faint shadows had settled under her eyes—clearly, she hadn't slept.I met her gaze and raised an eyebrow."What, are we getting a divorce? You can keep our son. But whatever's under my name, I'm taking with me."My words seemed to cut into her. Her jaw tightened."Is money all you ever see? Anders, did you know who I was from the very start? Is that why you jumped into the sea, wh