Chapter 1

An earthquake took Austin's sight, so I gave him my own eyes.

With tears in his eyes, he swore he would cherish me for the rest of his life. But behind my back, he conspired with another woman to force me into a divorce.

When Brooke was humiliating me, Austin walked in. I looked up, hoping he would stand up for me.

But his voice was filled with nothing but cold contempt. "Look at you. You look just like a stray dog I threw a bone to."

"Looking at those empty, lifeless eyes of yours makes me sick."

On a stormy night, they threw me out into the pouring rain. I sobbed, my heart breaking into pieces.

Then, the System’s voice echoed in my mind.

*“Host, do you want me to take your eyes back?”*

“Yes. I regret everything.”

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When Austin came home, Brooke was forcing me to the ground, torturing me.

Knowing I was completely blind, she intentionally ordered me into the kitchen to serve hot soup. Distracted, my hands slammed against the scorching hot sides of the metal pot.

The food spilled everywhere. The boiling soup splashed all over me, and my exposed skin instantly flared up in painful, red blisters.

Tears streamed down my face.

My body was screaming in pain, but my heart hurt infinitely more.

Clacking her eight-inch stilettos, Brooke walked over. She raised her hand and slapped me across the face, sending me crashing to the floor.

My burned skin pressed hard against the scalding hot soup on the floor. Trembling and shivering, I frantically clawed at the wet tiles, trying to push myself up.

But Brooke’s high heel came down hard on my right hand. She ground her heel into the back of my hand on purpose. The sharp heel pierced my skin, and warm blood immediately pooled beneath her shoe.

My eyes burned with tears. I used my other hand to feel around, searching for any support to stand.

Brooke saw what I was trying to do. She let out a cruel laugh and stepped directly on my lower back.

My half-raised body was crushed back down instantly. My face slammed hard against the floor, right into the steaming soup, turning my skin painfully red and swollen.

Brooke looked down at me, laughing with pure disgust.

"Chloe, you're just a useless blind bitch. How dare you try to fight back? What a joke!"

The words "useless blind bitch" pierced my heart. Stung by the insult, my grief turned into rage. I began to struggle violently.

Brooke, off-balance in her high heels, lost her footing as I scrambled up and pushed her off me. She tumbled to the floor.

Furious, she grabbed me by my hair and slapped me repeatedly across my face.

"You miserable bitch! I'll ruin your face!"

I tried to dodge, but without my sight, I took only a few steps before slipping on the wet floor and crashing down again.

After several falls, my knees and arms were covered in dark, ugly bruises that stood out starkly against my pale skin.

Just as I tried to crawl up once more, the front door opened. Austin walked in.

Seeing the chaotic mess Brooke and I were in, he sounded slightly annoyed.

"Chloe, what are you doing to Brooke?"

After losing my sight, my hearing had become incredibly sharp. I could detect the slightest shifts in anyone's voice.

But my heart was even more sensitive.

I heard clearly how Austin addressed me by my full name, Chloe, while he called the other woman "Brooke" with such tender intimacy.

I parted my lips, my voice raspy and dry.

"Austin, am I still your wife? The woman who built everything with you?"

"If I am, why do you stand there and let Brooke humiliate me like this?"

Austin froze for a moment. Then, he let out a loud, mocking laugh.

"Chloe, stop being ridiculous."

"I've fed you and kept a roof over your head for five years. Aren't you satisfied yet?"

He didn't explain, but his silence said everything. My heart turned to ice.

I let out a low, bitter laugh. "I see. So, you want a divorce?"

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