Cô Vợ Mù の小説・ストーリー

Copeland thoughts: I sadly lay over here on this lounge sofa, uncomfortable, thinking and looking at my wife; she is a perfect stranger to me. On our wedding day, I had her wrapped around my finger. The sun was shining on her, but I was too blind to see how she smiled at me. I was also too blind to see love was calling us. But I had my mind made up. I was never going to love my wife.

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

Danny kept frowning. His grip on my arm didn't loosen. I frowned and started to pull away. Then a woman's voice came from the doorway. "Danny, I had a question about your paper..." Alicia walked in after punching in the passcode, wearing a blue dress. She froze when she saw us facing off. "What's going on? Are you two fighting?" Like she owned the place, she patted Danny's shoulder. "What did I tell you? A husband should spoil his wife. How can you argue with her? She's already packed her bags to run home to her mom. Hurry up and make up."

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Continuing to look away, he gets a robe. “Is this something you needed to check off your checklist? Is this how low you think of me and our marriage?” He handed her the robe. “Cover yourself up. Please.” “What are you saying, Nikolai? You said you play husband and wife. Well, here we are. What kind of married couple doesn't sleep with each other?” “The kind that stays married even if one of them wants a divorce. You would be surprised how many married couples don't get to have a happily ever after, Isobelle. We'd simply be another non-significant addition to that statistic.”

"What do you mean by that? I'm Helen, Cooper's wife. I don't know........ what you're talking..... about" her eyes blinked severally as she stammered. "Really? No problem then. Just know I have eyes on you and if you dare try to play me for a fool, that one man that matters to you would be gone forever" *

Her face squinted due to the light streaming and immediately she turned to look at her husband. "Your eyes…" She said, in a croaky tone. Her eyes were hazy and she thought she was seeing things. "What's wrong with my eyes?" Mr. Liu asked, as he sat up. In the process, he groaned in pain, because he had been beaten so much, he didn't know his bearings anymore. Mrs. Liu sat up immediately, in order to confirm what she was seeing. "No!..." She said out loud, she didn't want to think her husband was turning into a monster. A monster she dreaded!

Her cheeks flushed deeply, and Luci was barely holding himself back. After wishing me a happy birthday and professing his love, he turned and kissed Jasmine with an intensity that made me look away. The musicians exchanged awkward glances, whispering among themselves, their expressions a mix of disdain and pity. "Her own husband's being kissed by another woman, and she can still sit there eating?" "I heard she's blind and has hearing problems too. She needs a hearing aid to communicate. No wonder her husband cheats—she's just a cripple." The words stung.

I didn’t know how long I laid there for when the door opened. My beautiful wife walked in, and I could not help but take in the sight of her. she looks radiant but the look in her eyes was distant and sad. What could Nick have said to make her sad like that. didn’t the man get enough of abusing her? Tsk! What did I know? She wanted to go back to him even with everything the man has put her through, I guess whoever said that love is blind was right. But I loved the woman with all my heart. How could I just sit back and watch her suffer like that?