Samuel Waller forced me to donate corneas to his childhood sweetheart Jocelyn Boone.

I refused, but he became angry.

"Jocelyn is an art teacher. She can't have any problems with her eyes. Why are you so mean?"

"If I had known you wouldn't agree, I shouldn't have married you in the first place!"

He deliberately flirted with Jocelyn in front of me, expressing their love for each other.

I felt disheartened, tore up the ultrasound report, and scheduled an abortion.

Later, Samuel's company went bankrupt and he searched for me everywhere, begging me to reconcile with him.

I let him get soaked in the rain and have a fever without seeing him.

I wanted to return all the grievances I had suffered.

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"Clare, it's just corneas. As long as you donate them, I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I will be your eyes."

Samuel held my hand affectionately and every word he said made me tremble with fear.

Just because his childhood sweetheart Jocelyn lost her sight, he wanted me to donate corneas to her.

I shook him off and said in a cold voice.

"I will never do that, go find someone else."

She needed corneas, but if I donated them to her, how would I live in the days to come?

Beside me, Jocelyn felt something was wrong and clung to Samuel's suit, sobbing.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault that you quarreled with each other. Just let me be blind for the rest of my life."

Hearing this, Samuel frowned and wiped away the tears on her face.

Such heartache and sadness was something I had never seen before.

"Clare, you'd better choose the easy way. Do you know how important corneas are to an art teacher?"

"You don't have a proper job, so you might as well help her!"

I couldn't believe what Samuel said.

Jocelyn's mouth curled up slightly when she heard this, and her body pressed tightly against Samuel.

She completely disregards me.

I couldn't help but retort, "You two are so close, others would think you're his wife."

Jocelyn was stunned for a moment. She covered her eyes and cried bitterly.

"Clare, it wasn't intentional. He has taken care of me since I was young, and I have become too dependent on him."

Huh, I didn't believe it. She was provoking me!

"Your relationship seems so good that you can sleep with each other."

As soon as the words fell, Samuel angrily retorted.

"What do you mean, Clare?"

"You have an unfortunate family since childhood, and no one loves you. Do you have to speculate about our relationship?"

This sentence was like a thorn that deeply stabbed my heart.

I had suffered a lot since I was a child. My parents divorced, and I grew up with my grandfather.

At that time, when Samuel knew about my suffering, the look in his eyes was full of care and love.

He said, from now on, he would be my family.

Now, my secret had become a weapon that hurt me.

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but cry.

Samuel seemed to realize what he had said and came over to wipe away my tears in a panic.

I dodged and kept a distance from him.

"Get lost."

His eyes were slightly cold, and he emitted a resentful aura.

As the owner of a listed company, when had he ever been treated like this?

Samuel stared at my eyes and held Jocelyn in his arms for a passionate kiss.

I saw everything and felt nothing in my heart.

"There are condoms in the cabinet, remember to use them. Safety comes first."

Samuel slammed the door and left.

Jocelyn became blind all of a sudden. She looked neat and even wore light makeup. I always felt something was wrong.

But no matter what, I wouldn't donate my corneas.

I looked down, and my gaze fell on the crumpled B-ultrasound report in my hand.

From the day of our engagement, he had been demanding sex every day. Even if I had pain in my back pain and waist, he wouldn't let me go.

Finally, we had a child.

I was going to tell him today, but it seemed unnecessary now.

I made a phone call and scheduled an abortion surgery for tonight.

Coming to the guest room, I stared blankly at the room filled with baby products.

When Samuel's love for me was at its strongest, he spared no expense to build a baby room with a starry sky ceiling and a high-end wooden bed. He also bought me a range of baby care products.

He embraced me, and my nostrils were filled with the faint scent of his cologne.

"Clare, I will love our child with all my heart when it is born."

The past sweet words were gone just like fleeting clouds.

I drove to the hospital and signed the consent form myself.

The nurse asked if I had any family members present.

"After the operation, it is best for you to be accompanied by family members." She looked at me with reluctance in her eyes.

I kept deleting words on the screen, but I still told Samuel about the abortion.

I asked him to come and see the baby for the last time.

But until the end of my operation, I didn't see him.

The nurse said that I was weak and suggested that I be hospitalized for observation.

I lay on the hospital bed, browsing on my phone, and I accidentally saw Jocelyn's Instagram.

"Samuel loves me the most. Knowing that I am injured, he stays by my side all the time."

The photo was blurry, and I could vaguely see a bruised wrist with two bright red bloodstains.

I silently liked it.

She added me on purpose just to show off, right?

I looked at my phone, and without surprise, Samuel's call would come soon.

It was always like this.

As long as Jocelyn and I contacted each other, he would accuse me and protect Jocelyn without hesitation.

"Clare, you're starting to act up again, aren't you? Jocelyn can't see. I'm just taking care of her. What are you up to?"

She couldn't see but could still put on blush and foundation. She was really exquisite and beautiful.

I looked at the empty ward and laughed at myself.

"The child is gone as you wished."

There was a short silence on the other end of the phone, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's impossible. How long has it been since I slept with you? How could you be pregnant?"

It was up to him to believe it or not.

I hung up the phone and ignored him.

The effect of the anesthetic hadn't completely worn off, and I closed my eyes in a daze. I didn't know how long I slept, but I heard two voices in my ears.

It seemed to be Samuel and Jocelyn.

"What should we do? Clare has aborted the child, and our plan is ruined. I may never get my sight back."

Samuel snorted coldly, turned his head, and comforted Jocelyn.

"I thought that we could use the child to control her, and then, we'd remove her corneas after she gave birth. It's all her fault. She actually caused trouble and aborted the child!"

I felt a pain in my heart and slowly opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was Samuel's angry face.

"Clare! How dare you! This is our child. How can you abort it without my consent?"

His eyes were bloodshot. He tightly held the B-ultrasound report. "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? I am the father of the child."

I looked at the man in front of me and suddenly couldn't recognize him.

The person who wanted to have a child with me was just using the child to control me.

"Why should I do that? Do you think I'll let you remove my corneas and use the baby to restrain me?"

Samuel's face turned pale, and his clenched hands loosened.

"You heard everything?"

I forced myself to sit up and looked into his eyes, full of alienation and indifference.

"You don't deserve to be a father."

"Take your childhood sweetheart and get out of my sight."

He wanted to say something, but Jocelyn grabbed his sleeve and said that her wrist hurt.

Samuel snorted coldly, picked her up in front of me, and walked out of the door without looking back.

I looked through my phone and contacted a lawyer.

I hoped he could use his connections to help me investigate Jocelyn.

The matter of corneas definitely hadn't ended.

I had to save myself.

I didn't expect that this matter would be just as I imagined.

Jocelyn was not blind at all. On the contrary, she was moving around in the mall, completely unaffected by this matter.

Then, why did she pretend to be blind?

She even wanted my corneas.

After thinking it over, I decided to tell Samuel about this matter. I couldn't let him be deceived.

Just as I stepped out of the hospital gate, I was immediately knocked down by a hurried guy. I couldn't stand firm and almost fell.

The woman's sunglasses were shattered, and she turned her head in panic and glared at me.

When our eyes met, I saw the panic in her eyes.

"Jocelyn! You're not blind, so why did you want my corneas?" I rushed up and grabbed her clothes tightly, not letting her leave.

Her face was panicked, and she was too nervous to even look up at me.

And next to her was a young boy lying on the ground, feeling around for his cane.

Taking advantage of my momentary daze, she picked up the child and ran, not even giving me a chance to react.

As I rubbed my sore ankle and wanted to chase after her, someone grabbed me from behind with great force.

"Everyone is watching. Do you still think it's not embarrassing enough?"

It was Samuel.

I anxiously took out the evidence, wanting to tell him that Jocelyn was a fraud, but I heard the discussions of the onlookers around me.

"She bumped into a blind woman yet yelled at her. She has no sense of public morality."

"She scared the woman away and still wouldn't let go. She's really unreasonable!"

Samuel heard this and frowned. His voice was low and he questioned what I did.

"No, she's not blind. We made eye contact..."

Before I could finish speaking, Samuel groped her way to the middle of us, looked at Samuel, and sobbed.

She even took off her sunglasses.

Her eyes were lifeless and as she stared blankly in a direction.

"Clare, I didn't expect to run into you just now. It's my fault, I apologize to you."

As she spoke, she was about to kneel, and everyone thought I had bullied her.

Samuel was even more furious.

"I tolerate you over and over again because you are my wife! Not only do you not donate your corneas, but you also bully Jocelyn like this!"

He lifted his foot and kicked me in the lower abdomen, and the pain almost made me faint.

I just recovered from the abortion, but blood stains appeared on my lower body again.

I weakly reached out my hand, hoping that Samuel could see me. At least, he should send me to the emergency room.

But he didn't do that.

Jocelyn stood in front of me and weakly said that she had a stomachache and wanted to go home with him.

"Clare, I warn you not to act up anymore, otherwise, I'll divorce you."

They left swaggeringly, and I collapsed in front of the hospital, trembling all over.

In the end, it was a passing old lady who sent me to the emergency room.

No matter how painful the bleeding was, it couldn't compare to the pain in my heart.

I forced myself to hold on and contacted a lawyer. I asked him to immediately draft a divorce agreement and said that Samuel should bear all the medical expenses.

After nearly two weeks of recuperation, I returned home and packed my luggage. The first thing I did was to find Jocelyn.

I didn't even need to contact Samuel. I knew he would be by her side.

Today was Jocelyn's birthday.

She was wearing a delicate dress and standing happily among the crowd. When she found out that I came over, she covered her mouth in surprise.

"Samuel has been so worried about me recently, and I can't even drive him away. Clare, please don't get angry..."

I clenched my teeth and slapped her.

Soon, a palm print appeared on her fair face.

Samuel couldn't stand her being treated unfairly like this, so he walked over with a stern expression.

I was no match for him, so I just picked up a porcelain plate next to me and threw it at him.

"Clare, stop it, are you crazy?"

Yes, I was crazy. I wanted them to pay the price for their actions!

I picked up an ashtray and threw it at Jocelyn. She instinctively caught it and placed it on the table.

I couldn't help but sneer, "Miss Boone, you have good eyesight. You can even catch a small ashtray. It seems that you don't need corneas at all."

She stood still, stuttering and unable to answer.

She started crying again.

Samuel felt sorry for her. He hugged her tightly, blaming me.

"What are you making a fuss about? Today is Jocelyn's birthday. What are you acting like a resentful woman again?

I took out the divorce agreement drafted by the lawyer and threw it at him.

Samuel didn't even look at it and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Do you think I don't know what you're up to? You just want my money and my attention to you, right?"

He thought too highly of himself.

It wasn't until I slapped him that he was willing to listen to what I had to say.

"You kicked me, causing me to be unable to have children again! I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Samuel was stunned with a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes, and his gaze fell on my abdomen.

In the past, he looked forward to the birth of the child.

"If the child had been born, it wouldn't want to see us like this."

Jocelyn stood aside with a slight smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. She suppressed the joy in her heart.

She couldn't wait for us to divorce.

"Samuel, people say that forced marriage can't be sweet. Since Clare doesn't want to be with you, why not let her go?"

Samuel's veins throbbed. He smirked defiantly and picked up the pen to sign his name.

"Clare, you have to pay the price for your words! From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!"