In the fifth year of my marriage to Gu Ming, everyone knew he had regained his sight, except no one told me.
At the dinner table, his brother asked him when he would divorce me to marry Wen Yi.
Wen Yi, a name he had dreamt of countless times.
He pretended to be blind in front of me while taking care of Wen Yi and her daughter.
It wasn't until I brought home a boyfriend who looked a lot like him that he could no longer pretend.
He smashed all the vases in the house, blood dripping onto the floor from his clenched fists, his voice filled with suppressed emotions.
"Yu Shishi, you can only be my wife."
