All Chapters of He Loves Her Through My Eyes: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I stand outside the door for a long time.Victor says something, but the ringing in my ears is too loud. I don’t hear a word.When my legs finally move again, I turn and walk away.Close to midnight, a message from him appears on my phone.Family business came up. Go to sleep without me.It isn’t like him at all.Whenever he’s away from home, he calls me before I go to bed. Never later than ten.Victor knows I hate waiting. He knows I’m terrified of him suddenly disappearing without a word. So every time in the past, he has told me exactly where he is going and when he will be back.But this time, he tells me nothing.I don’t turn on the bedroom lights.I sit on the edge of the bed, gripping a photograph so tightly my fingertips ache. My face is pale as paper.The photograph shows a sky full of stars.Under a deep blue night, the Milky Way stretches across the horizon. Countless stars scatter through the darkness like diamonds spilled across black velvet.Five years ago, when I opened

Chapter 2

He doesn’t even stop to change his shoes.Still wearing his rain-soaked dress shoes, Victor strides across the room and grabs the front of my collar.The black rose freshly tattooed beneath my collarbone is exposed under the light.“I told you not to put this kind of thing on your body.”His thumb rubs hard over the edge of the tattoo.Pain shoots through me, and my eyes sting instantly.The absurdity of it nearly drowns me.“This is my body. I like it. Why can’t I?”“Let go, Victor. You’re hurting me.”Victor’s expression darkens.“Why can’t you take better care of your body? Do you have any idea your eyes can’t—”“Victor, I’m thirsty.”A soft voice suddenly cuts through our argument.I lift my head and look toward the doorway.It’s the woman from his office earlier today.She stands there with the ease of someone already familiar with every corner of this house.Victor lets go of me.When he turns to her, his voice is already gentler.“I’ll get you some water. Your hand is still inju

Chapter 3

The living room falls silent.I don’t expect Victor to answer.Still, it feels as though someone has carved a piece out of my chest.Back in the bedroom, I look around at the room and suddenly find the whole thing absurd.Before we got married, I wanted to renovate this house. I wanted to replace the old wallpaper. Tear out the heavy walnut cabinets. Even the bedroom lights—I wanted to change them to something I actually liked.Victor refused.“I want everything here to stay exactly the way it is.”Back then, I thought he was simply controlling. Or sentimental.But it turns out he was never attached to the house.He was attached to Selena’s shadow.And to him, I was nothing more than a vessel carrying her eyes.In the middle of the night, I hear Victor speaking quietly to the housekeeper at the far end of the hallway.“Have someone prepare the sunroom in the east wing.”“Her hand is injured. Make some warm porridge in the kitchen and send it up with her medicine and warm water.”His v

Chapter 4

Before I can say anything, Leah bursts into tears and runs out of the house.Victor frowns at me.“Stop making trouble.”Then he casually shoves a business card into my hand.A tattoo removal clinic.“When you have time, go get it removed.”Then he turns and goes after her without looking at me again.I don’t even look at the card. My heart is terrifyingly calm. I lift my hand and toss it into the trash.Then I call Elena.“I want a divorce from Victor.”“And don’t tell him about the surgery yet.”Her reaction is far more intense than mine. I can barely calm her down.“Has he lost his mind? Taking the side of that fake little bitch?”“Do you need me to do anything? Have you told him?”I actually laugh.“No. He probably won’t agree. I’ll find a lawyer first. I’m moving out tomorrow.”“He won’t agree? What the hell gives him the right not to agree?”I smile bitterly.She doesn’t understand.These are the eyes of the woman he loved. How could he ever bear to let them leave?I draft the di

Chapter 5

Maybe it was always meant to be. These eyes and I were never truly meant for each other.The rejection had been going on for a long time. I should have told Victor the moment it started.But I never expected him to reveal another truth first.A crueler one.Outside the operating room, Elena holds my hand tightly.Her eyes are red, but her voice is steady.“Ivy, don’t worry. Trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you.”I stare at her for a moment.Then I suddenly smile.So this is what it sounds like when someone is truly worried about you.Not like Victor, who only ever says—“Nothing will happen to these eyes.”The anesthetic slowly enters my bloodstream. The lights above me blur and spread across my vision.Just before my consciousness slips away completely, I remind Elena one more time.“When they remove the corneas... give them back to him.”When Victor wakes up, the sky is already bright.His temples throb from his hangover.He drank quite a bit with Leah last night.After walk

Chapter 6

Victor takes several quick steps forward and snatches the ring from Leah’s hand.The cold metal digs into his palm.A fear unlike anything he has ever felt races through his fingers and up his arm.Leah only sneers.“So what? You had one ugly tattoo removed. Did she really have to take off her wedding ring over something so small? My sister would never have made such a big deal out of it.”“Victor, even if you couldn’t find someone exactly like my sister, you shouldn’t let a woman like that walk all over you. If it weren’t for you and my sister, she might have gone blind years—”“Enough!”Victor’s voice cracks through the room.Leah goes pale.But he doesn’t look at her again.He closes his fist around the ring and starts toward the stairs.Then the doorbell rings. The housekeeper opens the door.Elena is standing outside. The Moretti family’s private doctor. Ivy’s closest friend.There is none of her usual politeness left on her face.Only coldness.In her hand is a sealed medical tr

Chapter 7

Victor throws open the hospital room door.I have just been helped into a sitting position by a male medical assistant, my shoulder still resting against his arm.The next second, Victor’s voice cuts through the room, cold as a blade.“What are you doing?”His eyes are bloodshot as he strides forward and slaps the assistant’s hand away.The assistant drops the chart in his hand.My brows draw together instantly.Victor catches the small reaction. His face suddenly goes pale.I don’t explain.I simply lean back against the pillows.“What are you doing here?”His jaw tightens.There is a slight movement beside us.The medical assistant bends down, picks up the chart, and discreetly steps toward the door.“Mrs. Moretti, I’ll give you two some privacy. Press the call button if you need me.”The door closes softly behind him.A moment later, Victor reaches for my hand.He tries to put the wedding ring back on my finger.I pull my hand away. The ring slips from his fingers and falls to the f

Chapter 8

He looks like he wants to say something else.But I don’t want to hear it.Elena walks in and steps between him and the bed.Her voice is completely flat.“Victor, she just had surgery. If you still care about her health, leave now. She can’t cry.”Victor’s face slowly loses all color.In the end, he says nothing. He turns and walks out of the room.After the door closes, Elena sits beside me, her face full of concern.A fine, persistent pain still throbs behind my eyes.But for some reason, I feel lighter.Elena looks at my pale face, and her eyes slowly turn red.I smile instead.“It’s okay.”“Really.”“No guilt. And I don’t have to feel like I’m just a container for someone else’s eyes anymore.”“It’s good.”“Everything is good.”After I am discharged from the hospital, I contact a moving company.Elena helps me with everything, keeping an eye on the movers while I handle the rest.In the middle of a phone call, I suddenly tell her,“Take the two perfume bottles from the bottom of t

Chapter 9

Leah’s face goes completely still.Instinctively, she grabs Victor’s sleeve.The Mafia world has its own rules. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have called the police.But I’m no longer part of the family. And Leah never was part of that world.Victor is silent as he gently pulls his sleeve from her hand.Then he walks toward me and places a hand on my arm before I can leave.“Ivy.”The name comes out with difficulty.“Leah is young. She’s impulsive. This time... can you let it go?”Slowly, I raise my eyes.“Let it go?”A voice tight with anger comes from behind me.Elena rushes over. She has clearly heard the last thing Victor said.She steps in front of me and looks at him coldly.“Why should she let it go? Because you’re the Don of the Moretti family?”“How did you propose to Ivy? You made all of New York believe you loved her more than your own life. And what did you actually do?”“You approached her because of Selena’s eyes. You controlled her for five years”“And because o

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