Chapter 1

Got married five years ago, and it took 99 requests before my husband finally agreed to a wedding ceremony.

But that night, a fire broke out. I was nearly blinded by the smoke, suffered severe organ damage, and my daughter was critically burned and fell into a coma.

Declan, devastated, rushed us to the hospital and ensured the arsonist was put behind bars.

When I regained consciousness, I anxiously inquired about my daughter’s condition, only to accidentally overhear a conversation between the doctor and Declan in the adjacent room.

“There’s still a chance to treat Ms. Cora and the child now. If you wait any longer, Ms. Cora might remain blind forever, and your daughter could die. She’s your own flesh and blood. Is risking so much worth it just for a ceremony for Adeline?”

“The daughter isn’t particularly lovable, and there will be other children. If she’s blind, she won’t have to witness the wedding, which might prevent unnecessary complications.”

“Adeline did me a great favor in the past. I just want to fulfill her last wish so her child won’t be labeled illegitimate. If our daughter dies and Ms. Cora goes blind, she’ll have to focus on taking care of Adeline’s child.”

It turned out, an event I had longed for was so easily attainable for others.

Over the years, what I thought was a happy home was actually a dark, damp prison.

If that’s the case, then I should leave.

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