## Chapter 1
The kids begged Weston for days before he finally agreed to celebrate their birthday with them.
The food on the table grew cold, and the twins sat by their cake, refusing to go to bed.
Weston never showed up.
But I knew where he was.
Grabbing my cane, I felt my way out of the house.
Every bump and stumble on the way added new cuts to my shins.
At the door of the private lounge, I was about to step inside when I overheard the conversation from within.
“Belle’s coming back. So, what are you going to do about that blind woman and the twins?” one of Weston’s friends asked.
“Divorce,” Weston replied without a moment’s hesitation.
Of course.
If the Carringtons hadn’t forced Weston to marry a blind woman like me, Belle would have never left.
On our wedding day, Weston rebelled by disappearing, leaving me to complete the entire ceremony alone, becoming the laughingstock of the
town.
For a year, we lived apart.
Then, one impulsive night changed everything, leading to the birth of our twins.
The day Ethan and Lillian were born, he didn’t spare them a glance.
To him, they were the embodiment of betrayal.
When he agreed to celebrate their birthday, I foolishly believed that his heart might finally be thawing.
In the
silence, one of his friends spoke.
you kids who are already so grown
“To be honest, your wife’s been good to you, and she’s given you
“Does it matter?” another friend retorted immediately. “If she hadn’t orchestrated blinding herself to trap Weston into marriage, he wouldn’t have missed out on years with Belle
“A blind, fallen socialite being able to marry into the Carrington family was already a miracle. Now that Belle’s back, the real lovers can finally
reunite
A lump formed in my throat as Weston’s cold voice cut through the room.
“Talking about her ruins the mood. Let’s drink.”
The disgust in his tone was unmistakable.