Novel & Cerita Adore His Blind Wife

He whispered against my lips. “Let me go, you psycho!” I cried opening my eyes to look at him. I was ashamed and disgusted to my core. How could I let a man like him touch me? My vision was blurred by my tears. “Why are you making this so difficult for yourself? I’m your husband-to-be, Rara, I have every right on you.”

She was looking at me with those mesmerizing eyes. Mel "Aden. What are you doing? Kate is in the next room. Get up from me?" Aden "Oh really. But I won't mind anyone else here. You are going to be my wife am I not allowed to love you." Mel "there is still time for our wedding. I feel inappropriate." Aden "Okay my sexy wife . Oh sorry to be wife. I just want to ask you some questions. Answer them and you are free to go."

His fingers combed through her hair as he whispered, “I’ll help you escape this place if you agree to be my wife for as long as you want.” She lifted her face to look at him, wondering if he was serious. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, unfocused. It was clear now that he was blind, even though his eyes looked perfectly normal at a glance. Still, his blindness didn’t take away from his striking looks. Her gaze traveled down his sculpted arms and the defined six-pack abs on his stomach. He was undeniably hot—such a waste that he was blind and disabled. A small smile played on his lips, even though he wasn’t looking at her. Then he repeated his offer, this time more firmly.

Of all people, he alone had been blinded by her charm, his reason clouded entirely. Alden had always dreamed of marrying a woman like his mother—kind, genuine, and full of grace. He had promised himself to show his love for his future wife with extravagant gifts and heartfelt vows, ignoring all warnings and admonitions from those around him, especially his family. Blindly, he had convinced himself that Emma was the perfect woman—the one he would spend the rest of his life with. Was he pitiful or simply foolish? …

“I’m just saying I’d be shocked. I don’t know… maybe I’d try to get you help for your evil need.....” I shake my head, unable to stop a small breath of disbelief. “What I’m trying to say,” he continues more seriously, “is that the love I have for you right now is so strong that sometimes I feel blind.” He pauses. “That’s exactly what I feel.” His eyes meet mine again. “And that’s why when I thought about our wedding… when I thought about marrying you while hiding this from you… I couldn’t do it.” I shake my head at him slowly.

His indifferent orbs stared at his mother. She didn't say anything, she rolled back into her seat as she sipped her tea without care. I see where Adrian gets most of his features from. Who knew women could also be unpleasantly dangerous? “You heard her ma, I am in love with my wife and our unborn child,” he said as his hands moved from my shoulder to my belly, wait wife? Since when was that definitely not in our contract?

I know because I watched the clock. Twelve minutes in which the woman my husband said he loved lay alone in the marriage bed while he was down the hall, and the woman he was actually giving his life to laughed low and soft through a wall, and the blind wife who wasn't blind lay very still and turned all of it into cold storage.

I whispered in my mind with a smile still on my lips. "Thank you, Dad." I weakly responded to him. "Dad? hey, haven't I told you several times not to pretend you're part of this family because I really don't remember marrying a blind person like you." Adante said to me. We were all stunned by what he said and I lowered one of my hands from the chair for a moment while holding tightly to his neck because I was so annoyed with him that I felt like I wanted to torture him until his whole body bled.

"Oh, dear. I'm sure you feel everyone is dangerous right now. I'm your mother, and you probably think I'm dangerous. But I wouldn't hurt a fly. You only feel that way because of your lack of memory. But Devon is very well respected. Also, he is rich and very handsome. Your husband's name is in the papers all the time. He has many projects going on to help the community. If he says you are his wife, you can trust him. You can trust me too. Zari, you are so privileged to be married to someone like that!" "I don't care how much you admire him, don't let me go with him. I don't want to be alone with him." "Calm down, darling. When you regain your memory, you will feel differently." "I don't care

Luckily, Michael reminded her, or else she might end up talking nonsense again. Although Edward James did not see Clara, the woman sitting with him saw her. The woman looked straight at Clara when she was still looking at him. It startled Clara. On the contrary, her body began to heat up and her mood was uneasy as if she had just been caught by the woman doing her bad deeds. “I thought you said you’d heard of Edward James, so you should know.” Clara wanted to forget what had just happened, so she talked to Michael. “Know what?” “Edward James is a blind man. He’s blind so he can’t see me.”