I Went Blind—Then He Brought Home His Secret Son

But now, I understand. He has another family somewhere else.

It turns out he doesn't want children, he just doesn't want my children.

When I woke up again, I felt the touch of a towel on my face, as if someone was wiping my sweat.

I opened my eyes, but all I could see was a blurry light. I focused with all my effort and could make out that it seemed to be Jake.

He looked at me carefully and asked, "Emily, you're awake? Are your eyes feeling any better?"

I looked down, deciding to lie to him.

"I can't see anything... Jake, am I blind?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Jake gripped my hand tightly, his voice filled with nervousness. "It's nothing, Emily. I will find the best doctor to treat you, and even if it's incurable, it doesn't matter. I'll be your eyes from now on."

His voice was still gentle, just like the loving husband he used to be. But now, this gentleness felt like a dull knife, slowly cutting my heart open.

How can one person deceive another to such an extent?

Suddenly, a doctor called him from outside. Jake kissed my forehead and whispered, "I'll be right back."

The moment he left the room, I picked up the phone he had left by the bedside.

I brought it close to my face to see, and couldn't help but laugh at myself.

In such a short time, he had already changed the screensaver. No longer was it a photo of us, but a picture of him with another woman and a seven or eight-year-old boy.

The woman was young and beautiful. When she smiled, her eyes and brows surprisingly resembled how I used to look. But she had an extra layer of motherly gentleness that I never had.

And now, I'm old and blind.

"Emily! What are you looking at?" Jake rushed over and snatched the phone, looking flustered.

I calmly said, "I wanted SIRI to play a song for me."

Jake sighed in relief. "If you need anything, just tell me. Your eyes aren't good now, what if you bumped into something?"

Soon, my favorite soft music played from the phone.

"Emily... The doctor just told me that your body has also been damaged. Your hormones are out of balance, and you may not have periods anymore. But that's a minor issue. We can slowly adjust it with medication, so don't worry."

I didn't say anything, just quietly listened.

He continued, "Emily, I've been thinking. Since I'm often at the company, it's inconvenient for you to be home alone. How about I hire a nanny for you?"

"She's a relative of mine, named Lena Brooks. She works very meticulously. She also has a well-behaved little child who won't cause any trouble. I think it would be good to have them around, bringing some liveliness to the house."

I looked at Jake's figure in confusion, my heart filled with boundless irony.

Lena... that Lena...

So this was his plan, to openly bring his mistress and child home, reuniting the whole family.

"Okay." I didn't have the strength to expose him, so I nodded lightly.

Jake hugged me, his voice choked with emotion. "Emily, you've been through so much. I really feel for you..."

Tears wet my shoulder. I closed my eyes. My heart, already shattered beyond repair, was too numb to cry anymore.

In the dead of night, I dialed my brother Zane Brooks' number.

"Zane, help me find a divorce lawyer... and assist me with moving abroad. Any country will do, as soon as possible."

Jake's family had a criminal record, making it extremely troublesome for him to go abroad due to the heavy scrutiny.

This time, I need to leave him for good.