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!"

I held the divorce agreement and luggage and glanced at the house full of memories for the last time.

The image of Samuel's fierceness was still in my mind.

The past was dark, but from today on, I was free.

But when it came to the matter of cornea donation, I couldn't let them off so easily.

Why should their love come at the expense of sacrificing me?

Before leaving, I found a large number of transaction and tax evasion records in the study.

When Samuel started the company, to save costs, he found various ways to evade taxes.

He even separately issued pay slips to me just to save on taxes.

Now that the company was about to go public, it would be a devastating blow if I reported it.

The company's press conference would be held the next week.

I had decided to take care of my health before dealing with him.

I came to the health center for rehabilitation.

The two nurses behind said enviously, "They are so loving. The girl doesn't even have to walk. Her boyfriend carries her all the way."

"Yeah, it's a pity that such a beautiful girl is blind."

I was reminded of something and followed their gaze, looking toward the end of the corridor.

Samuel wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, slightly raised his thin lips, stood straight, and had an extraordinary temperament.

Jocelyn blushed and hid in his arms, too embarrassed to lift her head.

They were like the male and female leads in a drama and looked to be a perfect match.

I deliberately looked away, but I could still feel Samuel's gaze.

"Clare, why did you come here with us? If you regret divorcing me, there is still time..."

The arrogance on Samuel's face made me want to laugh.

He was so confident.

"You may be overthinking. I'm not like women who covet other people's husbands, let alone have extramarital affairs."

Jocelyn's face turned pale, and her desolation was visible to the naked eye.

My meaning was very clear.

I blamed them both at the same time.

Samuel's face instantly turned cold as he gritted his teeth hard.

"You're so poisonous, no wonder no one loves you."

My heart was struck, and I looked up in astonishment at the man in front of me.

He always knew what words could hurt me the most.

Samuel seemed quite satisfied with my reaction. Staring at me, he left a kiss on Samuel's forehead, then, carried her out of the hospital.

What followed was deathly silence.

It seemed like he forgot that we first met in this hospital.

At that time, I fainted on the roadside due to menstrual pain, and he happened to pass by and carried me into the car. He didn't mind the menstrual blood staining the cushion and insisted on taking me to the hospital.

When I woke up, I saw him sitting by my bedside.

He insisted on waiting for my family to come before leaving, saying that he was afraid I would have more problems in the hospital.

After learning that I had no family, he stayed with me for two whole days.

We exchanged contact information, and through frequent meals and shopping together, we became good friends.

On my birthday, he confessed to me and said he would be my safe haven for a lifetime.

I believed him.

Until the day of our wedding, I didn't know that he was with me because of Jocelyn's corneas.

What a joke.

I was browsing Instagram and saw Jocelyn's post.

"I'll spend the rest of my life with him."

In the photo, it was Samuel's back.

They were walking intimately on the lawn with a sea of flowers as a gift.

Next was the news of Samuel's company's celebration banquet.

If it weren't for me supporting him behind the scenes and transferring my savings to his account as the start-up funds, he wouldn't have been able to win over the machine research and development and production in one fell swoop.

For such a big event, of course, I had to go.

I casually dressed and arrived at the company's entrance.

When the old employee Mary saw me, her eyes lit up.

When the company was being moved, it was hard and tiring. She and I worked day and night.

She must be happy now that I was back.

"But Mr. Waller is with someone else..."

I understood what she meant. Most likely, his female companion was Jocelyn.

Whispers from other colleagues came from behind.

"Oh my, how dare she come? Didn't they say they were divorced?"

"You don't understand. She's here because Mr. Waller is rich and powerful. She came to ask him to remarry her. I'm sure you know what's her up to."

I glanced back and those people closed their mouths with scare.

Not long after, the lights dimmed and silence fell over the whole venue.

Spotlights were focused on the center of the stage.

Samuel wore a white suit. Matched with Jocelyn's high-end strapless evening gown, they looked like a perfect couple.

Journalists were sitting in the audience, making a big fuss and scrambling to take pictures of the two.

Samuel cleared his throat and talked about the bitter experience of starting his company.

When it came to the emotional part, he held Jocelyn's hand and said, "At that time, the company was still in its early stages, and Jocelyn did all the cleaning and dirty work for me. She is the most important person to me."

"Even the initial capital for starting the company was secretly transferred to me by Jocelyn using her savings."

I couldn't believe what he said.

Were all the efforts I made so easily denied?

He continued to chat, and suddenly there was a commotion outside the door, and the door was pushed open with a bang.

The inspectors walked up to Samuel.

"Someone reported that you are suspected of tax evasion. Please cooperate with our investigation."