Todos los capítulos de Gave Him My Eyes, Gave Him Hell: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

"Honey, you're awake."Benedict Stiles' voice was hoarse and unsteady from crying, his tone filled with a devoted husband's concern.If I hadn't heard him give the order, I might have been moved by how devastated he sounded.I didn't answer. I simply turned my unfocused eyes toward his voice.Benedict immediately pulled me into his arms. His voice cracked as he said, "I'm sorry… I should've protected you."The doctor said pieces of the windshield went into your eyes during the accident. The damage was too severe. They did everything they could, but… they couldn't save your sight."How could he hold me this tenderly and cry over what had happened when he was the one who had my corneas removed and given to his first love?"But don't worry." Benedict cupped my face, his tone urgent. "I swear I'll transfer all my shares to you. You'll never have to worry about money again. I'll take care of you at home for the rest of your life. From now on, I'll be your eyes. I'll take care of ever

I was making the final preparations for my escape when Melanie Renault showed up at the mansion under the excuse of "checking on me".Benedict happened to be at the office handling an emergency that day, so only a few maids were in the house with me.The instant Melanie's overpowering perfume reached me, every drop of blood in my body turned cold."Mrs. Stiles, long time no see." She didn't even bother hiding the satisfaction in her voice.I stayed seated on the couch and said nothing.Her heels clicked steadily toward me until a sharp crack suddenly broke the silence of the living room."Oh, I'm so sorry." Melanie gave a light laugh. "I accidentally stepped on your palette. Then again, I guess you won't be needing it anymore. It's not like a blind woman can paint."I dug my nails hard into the palm of my numb right hand. They sank into my skin, but I couldn't feel a thing.My silence only encouraged her.Melanie leaned in until her lips were close to my ear and lowered her

The fire burned through the entire night and wasn't extinguished until an unexpected downpour swept across the island at dawn.By then, I was already aboard Josephine's private jet, listening emotionlessly as she described the drone footage playing on her tablet.The beautiful hillside mansion had been reduced to ruins.Benedict was on his hands and knees, digging through the wreckage with his bare hands like a madman.His bodyguards kept trying to drag him away, but he fought them off and continued tearing through the debris.His expensive suit was scorched and ripped. Both of his hands were covered in blood, but Benedict seemed completely oblivious to the pain."We found her! Mr. Stiles, we found her…"A rescue worker's trembling voice rose from the ruins.Benedict stumbled toward him.Among the wreckage lay a charred body, burned beyond recognition and curled in on itself. Josephine had paid a fortune to secretly obtain it from a medical school overseas. Its build was alm

Three years later, at an exclusive private hospital in Newell, the doctor carefully removed the bandages from my eyes. The sudden burst of sunlight was so bright that I instinctively squeezed them shut.A few seconds later, I slowly opened them again, and the world came back into focus.A brilliant blue sky stretched beyond the window, white clouds drifted overhead, and right in front of me, Josephine stood with tears streaming down her face."Evelyn, you can see!" She threw her arms around me. "You can finally see again!"I hugged her tightly, a relieved smile spreading across my face.During my three years overseas, I'd not only undergone a successful corneal transplant, but I'd also reconciled with Grandpa's family and officially taken over his enormous multinational conglomerate.Three years in the business world had changed me completely. The naive, timid woman I'd once been was gone. I'd learned when to be ruthless, when to make difficult decisions without hesitation, a

Three days later, Benedict somehow scraped together some money by selling the last of his personal belongings.He spent it all on the finest art supplies he could find, including expensive canvases, custom brushes, and the paint I'd once loved.Then, in the plaza outside Horizon Tower, he had a small glass studio built to shield the supplies from the rain.He kneeled outside it in the middle of a downpour, soaked from head to toe, holding a sign he'd written in his own blood."Evelyn, please paint again. I want to see you go back to the dream you loved."Holding a black umbrella, I walked through the rain with my security team and stepped inside the glass studio.The moment Benedict saw me, excitement shook his entire body.He scrambled inside after me and held out a custom-made paintbrush with both hands, staring at me with desperation and hope."Honey, go ahead. Paint anything you want. I'll clean your brushes for you every day. I'll spend the rest of my life posing for you i