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His Blind Wife, His Regret

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 724    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

came in late, reeking of Chloe's perfume. He didn't speak to me, just undres

It wasn't the first time, but tonight it felt worse, more insistent

e tight with pain. "I don't

The soft, rhythmic tapping of fingers on a phone screen. I saw

ed again, a note of d

t pregnancy cramps, Ava. Take one of th

ignoring my pain, because he

phone, that I was still the blind, helpless woman he co

the pain in my heart was a raging inferno. I slid ou

y to the guest room-Chloe's room. The door w

sitting on the edge of the bed in a silky nightgown. He was k

pulling away slightly. "Having to see her every day

ed, stroking her hair. "Just a lit

e's voice was a breathy whisp

nty. "She's blind and deaf to the world, Ch

y lips. He was so wrong. I saw

and I swayed, my hand bumping agains

e room, t

that?" Chl

ease crossed his face. He glanced toward the door. For a moment, I sa

eck, pulling his face back to hers. "Don't t

one, replaced by the familiar obses

into my brain. The pain in my belly was sharper now, a

tstand, my hands shaking so badly I could barely open it

em, create a scene, and be dragged through

k of my baby. This chi

, deaf, foolish wife for a little while longe

l my baby was bor

uld walk away from this house

vast, empty void where my heart used to be. He was n

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His Blind Wife, His Regret
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“The light hit me, sharp and clear, after five years of living in a blurry world. My sight was back, a miracle spurred by my pregnancy. But the miracle quickly turned to horror when I returned home from the doctor's. I saw my husband, Liam, on a news channel, announcing his engagement to another pregnant woman named Chloe, and proudly stating he was divorcing me-his "blind wife." I watched in daze as he treated Chloe with tenderness I' d never seen, even feeding her the special nutritional soup our housekeeper made for me. That same night, suffering from intense pain, I reached out to him, but he coldly dismissed it as "just pregnancy cramps," preferring to text Chloe next to me. Later, I found him kissing Chloe, their voices drifting, revealing his contempt: "She's blind and deaf to the world, Chloe. She only knows what I want her to know." The contempt, the betrayal, and the public humiliation scorched through me, leaving nothing but a vast, empty void. How could the man I loved, the man I sacrificed my sight for, be such a cruel, selfish stranger? I knew then what I had to do. I would play their game, be the foolish wife, until my baby was safe. Then, I would leave, and he would finally see who he had truly lost.”