My eyes had been healed, but I saw my husband and sister making out.

To my surprise, he wanted to kill me.

What could I, a weak woman, do?

I could only hope that he would kill that shameless woman.

However, my husband later became insane and took out a bloody knife.

1.

It hurt so much!

I stood up with my hand on my waist.

I hate being blind. I just wanted to drink some water but ended up falling.

Suddenly, a sharp light passed through my eyes, and I could see things again.

I couldn't believe it.

Since that car accident, I had been blind. The doctor said it could take years for my sight to recover, but now I could see things again, although it was still a bit blurry. But I was sure it wouldn't be long before my eyes had a full recovery.

I wanted to call my husband immediately to tell him the news,

but then someone opened the door from the outside.

I was stunned.

My husband and sister entered the room while kissing each other.

How could this be?

They were the two closest people in my world. How could they do this to me?

Perhaps my husband noticed that I was in the room, he pushed away my sister, whom he was kissing.

He looked at me in disgust, but still spoke softly, "Why are you up? You should take more rest."

I clenched my fists tightly and replied calmly, "I'm tired of lying down, and want a drink of water."

My husband immediately poured me a glass of water, but before I could drink it, my sister spat on it.

I was completely shocked.

She was my stepmother's daughter, not biologically related to me, but I had treated her as my sister.

Now she treated me like this.

I took the cup, frowned and said, "Honey, I want hot water. This one's a bit cold."

My husband showed impatience.

But he gave me another cup of hot water.

At this point, my sister hugged my husband again. And my husband used his phone to send her a message.

My sister replied.

I pretended not to notice and sat next to my husband. He didn't realize I had already recovered.

So he was unscrupulously texting with that slut.

I sat next to my husband to see the messages they were sending to each other.

But,

I froze because I had discovered a shocking secret.

From their conversation,

I learned that the car crash wasn't an accident at all. My husband asked someone to hit me, which explained why the driver was never found.

Their motive was clear, which is to possess the heritage worth of billions of dollars my father had left me.

I clenched my fists in anger.

They had gone too far. I was determined to make this man leave with nothing.

But,

what made me more shocked was that they were discussing through messages to take me up the mountain and push me down to kill me.

That's right. They were planning to kill me a second time.

I felt my face turn angry.

Just then, both of them put down their phones and started making out in front of me. My dear sister even undid my husband's belt.

2.

I clenched my fists so hard that my nails actually pierced into my skin, but the excruciating pain was nothing compared to what was happening in front of me.

I felt a strong sense of hatred welling up.

If you didn't love me, honey, I wouldn't have badgered with you. Why did you have to insult me like this?

I wanted revenge.

As the two of them went to the last step before having sex, I coughed and said slowly, "Honey, I'm going to take a shower. I will leave you two chatting."

My husband's face brightened with excitement, and he nodded eagerly.

His voice was hoarse from being horny.

My sister was elated, deliberately asking, "Do you want me to help you?"

I smirked, "No need. I can take a shower by myself. I'm in my own home after all."

Then I walked into the bathroom,

leaving them to continue their shameless activity.

I was silent for a moment, and then decided to call the police.

But I shook my head soon. I had no evidence. And I would lose half of my assets after the divorce.

I couldn't do that. I wanted them to pay for what they did.

In the living room, my little sister lay like a dog, and my husband seemed thrilled.

Something occurred to me.

Just as they were about to reach their orgasm, I suddenly rushed out, screaming, "Honey, honey, I can see something!"

They were both indulging in their sexual activity,

but as soon as they heard what I said,

panic and fear swept across their faces. My husband pushed my little sister forcefully, sending her toppling to the floor.

My little sister was panicked and didn't know what to say.

I looked at my husband, who was numb, and his face was sickly white as he stared at me.

He was severely frightened by me.

My husband completely lost his interest in sex for now.

I wondered if he would be impotent or not.

But it was not my concern. I looked at him and said excitedly on purpose, "Honey, you know what? There's something white in my eyes!"

Ah!

My husband was seemingly only surprised while looking at me, and said carefully, "You just saw something white."

I said excitedly, "Yes, I did."

Both of their faces showed angry expressions.

But my husband still said gently, "Okay, I'll take you to the hospital now."

I put on a sweet smile on my face, clumsily grabbing my husband's hand, and whispered, "Honey, that's very kind of you. Your pledge of loving only me for a lifetime is true! I'm so happy!"

I could see my sister getting irritated.

3.

We arrived at the hospital in no time and located Dr. Smith, a specialist in ophthalmology.

I didn't expect Dr. Smith to be so young.

Because in my opinion, an expert should be often in their fifties or sixties at the very least with the kind and amiable look. But Dr. Smith was only in his twenties.

He gave me a quick checkup and followed up with some further tests by his equipment.

He frowned slightly.

I gotta say Dr. Smith was a real hottie. Even when he frowned, it only made him more attractive. No wonder so many of the nurses were fond of him.

Dr. Smith hesitated for a moment and said to my husband, "Robert, why don't you buy some medicine first?"

My sister immediately said, "I am familiar with the hospital. I'll go with him."

I nodded slightly.

When they left,

Dr. Smith closed the door and frowned, saying, "Mrs. Anderson, have you recently suffered a blow to the head?"

I nodded.

Dr. Smith smiled and said slowly, "Congratulations, Mrs. Anderson, you will recover soon."

Later,

he looked at me and said, "Mrs. Anderson, it seems that you don't want your husband to know that you have recovered. If you need anything, just let me know and I'll help you out."

I hesitated for a moment. Now that they were keeping an eye on me, I had no chance to pass on this news. Dr. Smith seemed trustworthy, especially since he was a doctor who would care about his patients. I should trust him.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and said, "Dr. Smith, in fact..."

Before I could finish my sentence, my husband quickly walked in.

I frowned,

and tried to seek a chance to tell Dr. Smith later.

However,

my husband said while laughing, "Brian, please cure my wife's eyes. Tonight, I'll treat you to a drink as a token of appreciation."

I was stunned,

and asked in a low voice, "Do you two know each other?"

They know each other more than well.

My husband laughed and pointed to Dr. Smith, saying, "This guy is the Chubby Smith that I often talked about."

I was confused. Dr. Smith wasn't chubby at all.

He was definitely a handsome guy with eight-pack abs.

However, I was overwhelmed in fear.

I had heard about him from my husband, but I never expected to meet him here as an eye specialist. Didn't he go abroad?

They had been best friends since childhood.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to myself that how lucky I was when I didn't tell Dr. Smith about the love affair, or I would have been walking into a trap.

However, I felt that Dr. Smith was looking at me,

with a clear and piercing gaze.

4.

When we got back home,

My younger sister was quite bothered, but her voice was full of joy. If I couldn't see her, I would have thought she was happy for me.

She was like a professional voice-over artist!

My husband's expression was also grim.

They suddenly suggested, "How about we go up to the mountains these days? The air is so fresh there and it'll be good for your health."

I sneered inwardly, wondering if they were planning to kill me now that I was about to regain my sight.

I declined immediately.

Climbing the mountain would be difficult for a blind person.