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Marilyn's words were sharp, and she got straight to the point. If she remembered correctly, Velma was now Hugo's girlfriend. But Velma had always loved Malcolm, and Marilyn did not know why Velma suddenly became Hugo's girlfriend. But no matter whose girlfriend Velma was, she did not have the qualifications to question Marilyn like this. "It certainly has something to do with me! If not for your appearance, the person Malcolm wants to marry is me..." "Then he did not marry you before I appeared. If he truly wanted to marry you, even if I appeared, his mind wouldn't be changed.

Rage flared as they lunged forward, trying to grab me. "Lucen! You're practically our son-in-law by now! How can you just stand by and do nothing?" "If Maris hadn't insisted on being with you back then, we would never have agreed to this marriage!" "Maris is blind! She chose an ungrateful, heartless man like you!" I shook their hands off, a cold smile curling on my lips. Who, really, was the ungrateful one? My father had taken Maris under his wing, keeping her close even during experiments. And in the end, she betrayed us completely.

“Excuse me, Mr. Macmillan. What exactly is so morally wrong about being with Jo?” His eyes narrowed, but I didn’t look away for even a second. “We aren’t related by blood.” I slipped my hand into Joseph’s, drawing strength from the warm, solid feel of him. “And let’s not forget that Ken was the one who got another woman pregnant while we were still married.” My gaze flicked toward Kennedy for just a moment before locking back on Josiah. “You can’t tell your heart who it chooses to love.” His face darkened instantly. “But you can use your brain,” he shot back, his voice getting louder with every word. “Have you completely lost your senses?”

Raven said, unaware of what had triggered it but smiling nonetheless, his tension easing. “I am happy...” Gia murmured, which made Raven’s smile widen further. “And that is my purpose in life now... So I’ve already conquered the world,” Raven declared triumphantly before gently pulling her in for a soft kiss. As the music ended, Rose—likely having cried an entire liter of tears—rushed to embrace Gia tightly. “I still don’t like your husband very much, but since he’s managed to make you this happy, I’ll raise his score to a seven,” Rose declared. Seven was a high mark, given that for her, only God was a ten.

" Marvis was torn. In her heart, she knew she had genuine feelings for Jace, but the circumstances surrounding their marriage felt suffocating. It was a choice between her happiness and a life of uncertainty. Marvis soon realized that her role in Jace's life was more than just a wife. With his blindness and the deep frustration that plagued him, Jace relied on her for assistance in his daily activities. She became his caretaker, tending to all his needs while desperately hoping for a hint of acceptance from him.

I am Marisa Glacey Crossel-Haidey. I am married to a guy name Claymon Diel Haidey, for our company and my parents, It's not that I don't like or I like him, I just see a lot of sadness in his eyes and the cold eyes that he always gives me and a disgust looks just like how my mother disgusts me, that's why I choose to stay for him. Did I ever love him? I don't know.

she said impatiently. "You want to give your husband the blood of a blind man so that he can also be blind, right?" Lisa asked, emerging from a corner. "What do you mean, madam? I may be blind, but I have quite pure blood. Did you bring me here to abuse me?" the blind man asked angrily. "No! No!! Sir, we're sorry. Please, let me call the doctor, and then we'll get it done," Mara apologized, trying to avoid her mother-in-law and Lisa's tantrums.

She leaned slightly to me, listening intently, "Richard, the man she married, is only after her money. And my mother is too blinded by love to see that." Malea sighed and looked out the window. "We're all a little broken whether we realize it or not." My breath hitched. "I guess so."

“It’s been a while.” “Likewise, Mr. Cavanaugh,” Maverick replied while shaking his hand. Ronald’s gaze moved to me, and I could tell he wasn’t expecting to see me by Maverick’s side. “And who might this be?” he asked, and even though he was polite about it, I could taste his curiosity. “This is Marie Cooper,” Maverick said without hesitation. “My girlfriend.” The word landed between us like a small spark, and once again, my heart skipped a beat.

And he’s wrong. My interest in Darío does not lie in whether he can see me or not, because the instant I realized that this man could love me as no one ever had, nor I believe ever will, he gave me unmeasured pleasure, surrender in body and soul. I was with that stranger under the simple moonlight, in complete darkness, with only the stars illuminating our bodies. Even so, without being able to see his face, I knew I could trust him, that I could spend my life by his side. My heart cried out to me. Knowing that he would be my husband, I could not contain my happiness. However, I realized that there are too many secrets that surround Darío, to the point of him being blind now without knowing