On my tenth Christmas since returning to my biological parents, my eyes were blinded by the fake heir Nicholas Ray, leaving me nearly completely sightless. Devastated, I took the initiative to break off my engagement, but my fiancée firmly refused. “I love you. Let me be your eyes.” My parents, Darian and Jessica Ray, also stood firmly by me and immediately called the police. Unexpectedly, during the police investigation, the fake heir accidentally fell from a building and died. With my family’s love and support, my fiancée and I successfully got married. On our fifth Christmas together, my child Soren Ray had just come home from school when I accidentally overheard that fake heir’s voice at the door. “That blind man sure has nine lives. After all these years, the poison still hasn’t killed him.” My wife Mia Lynn’s voice was sweet and cheerful. “Soon enough. In a few more days, all his inheritance will be ours. He’s been taking such good care of our child all these years! Mom and Dad said once he transfers all of Grandpa’s inheritance to our names, we won’t need to worry about him anymore.” In that moment, I finally understood—everything was a web of lies woven by those closest to me. If that’s what they wanted, then so be it. ***** Heartbroken, I prepared to leave but accidentally knocked over a flower pot by the door. The sound of it hitting the ground caught their attention. “Who’s there!” Mia reacted quickly, immediately pulling the door open. When she saw me, her voice instinctively became sharp. “Jack, how long have you been standing here?” At the same time, I felt a hostile gaze filled with feminine energy boring into my face. I understood—this was Nicholas staring at me, trying to read something from my expression. He had studied micro-expression analysis, and ever since I returned to this family, he’d always used my expressions to frame me. I was still just a blind man for now—I couldn’t afford to tear off the mask yet. “I just came upstairs. I heard you talking just now? Is someone visiting?” The room fell into brief silence. Though I couldn’t see, I could guess the current situation. Nicholas must be observing my reaction. I tried to keep my expression calm and natural. After a moment, Mia Lynn relaxed. “I just invited your attending physician over to understand your recovery progress. By the way, this month’s physical therapy is about to start again. Jack, let me take you there.” I didn’t refuse and nodded gently. The therapy room was on the thirteenth floor of the hospital. Mia escorted me to the room. The doctor quickly gave me an injection. My eyes began to sting, and I became drowsy. But the next moment, I suddenly became alert. “If we continue using this medication, Jack’s optic nerves and brain nerves will be completely damaged. He’ll only be able to become a vegetable then. If we stop the medication immediately and provide proper care, there’s still hope for recovery.” The speaker was my attending physician. My heart instantly turned ice cold. What did this mean? I’d always thought he was injecting me with medication to treat my eyes, but it was actually chronic poison? And this doctor was a specialist that Darian and Jessica had specifically hired. I held my breath, not daring to let Mia notice anything unusual. Mia’s voice carried irritation. “This is also his parents’ intention. If you don’t believe me, go ask them yourself.” I waited patiently for the call to connect. Soon, I heard Darian and Jessica’s voices echoing in the therapy room. “The medication for Jack? Keep using it. It doesn’t matter if he becomes a vegetable in the end anyway. It’s fine—when that happens, we can have Nicholas get plastic surgery to swap faces with him, and no one will suspect anything.” Those few short sentences completely chilled my heart, and I almost couldn’t help but laugh coldly. I thought that during the ten Christmases since returning home, showing filial piety to Darian and Jessica every day would make them truly accept me. But now it seemed that nothing could compare to Nicholas, whom they’d raised since childhood, even without a drop of shared blood. The call ended, and Mia impatiently waved her hand. “Hurry up and finish today’s treatment session. I’m leaving first. If he asks, just tell him I had something at the company.” The sound of her high heels gradually faded away. Hearing the sound of the medication being prepared, I suddenly opened my eyes. I turned toward where the sound came from and said in a low voice, “Doctor, have you ever considered switching employers?”
When Mia returned, the doctor had already helped me sit up properly. “Honey, how are you feeling today? Better than yesterday?” Her tone was still so gentle and caring, but now it only made me feel sick. I calmly pulled my arm from her embrace and smiled casually: “Much better. Maybe after a few more treatments, I’ll be completely recovered.” I could feel Mia’s breathing suddenly become rapid. She smiled and congratulated me, then said she needed to discuss something privately with the doctor and asked me to step out. I walked out of the room but didn’t actually leave. Instead, I sat outside the door, quietly listening to Mia aggressively berating the doctor. I discreetly turned on my phone’s recording function. “What the hell is wrong with you? Why are his eyes getting better and better?” The doctor’s explanation chilled me to the bone. “Jack’s blindness after Christmas was actually just a stress response. Theoretically, it would gradually recover on its own without treatment. After using medication for so many months, his body has developed resistance. Stronger drugs would damage his liver and could even be life-threatening.” Mia impatiently interrupted him: “So what? I don’t care about anything else. Just make sure you prepare the medication properly.” After the conversation ended, I stopped recording and walked out step by step with my white cane. Suddenly someone bumped into me. The person didn’t apologize, just slipped a piece of paper into my palm. The note felt somewhat rough and uneven – like a message meant for me. Before I could examine it carefully, Mia called out to me from behind. “Honey, what are you doing here?” I instinctively hid the note and turned toward her. “Nothing, just waiting for you here.” Mia said nothing more and directly led me to the car to go home and see Darian and Jessica. After getting out of the car, Darian and Jessica enthusiastically came over to link arms with me. “Jack, Mia told us you’ll be able to see again soon. When that happens, I’ll definitely throw you a party. Let everyone know that the Ray family heir is healthy and well. It’s just that the company’s been a bit tight on funds lately…” Every time Mia brought me back, Darian and Jessica would chat for just a few minutes before starting to complain about the company’s difficulties. And because I’d been carrying guilt over Nicholas’s death, I would always use income from the fund my grandfather left me to help them out. But what I got in return was them wanting my life for Nicholas’s sake. I quietly distanced myself from them. “The fund returns haven’t been great lately, and I still need money for my eye treatment. I really can’t spare any.” Saying this made me feel even worse. All these months, Darian and Jessica had used the excuse of not wanting to pressure me to make me pay for my own treatment costs, but in reality, they were using my money to harm me. “How could you not have the money?” Jessica’s voice became sharp, but she quickly realized her slip and hurried to cover: “Jack, I didn’t mean anything by that. I just think with all the assets your grandfather left you, how could you not have a few hundred thousand dollars? Maybe those fund managers are deceiving you. How about this – let us manage the fund for you. We’re all family, how could we possibly cheat you?” It was precisely my parents and wife who had deceived me the most deeply. I suppressed a cold laugh and refused Jessica, citing that the contract hadn’t expired yet. When she saw I wouldn’t give her money, her expression immediately turned cold. She instructed the servants to take me upstairs while she and Darian went into the kitchen, saying they wanted to personally cook me a good meal. After the servant left, I quietly made my way to the kitchen door and turned on my phone’s recording function.
“What an ungrateful bastard, making excuses every time we ask him for money.” The sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board was particularly grating, and Jessica’s cursing felt like she was chopping up my heart. Darian chimed in from the side. “I think all the kindness he showed us before was just an act. If Nicholas hadn’t blinded him, he’d probably be getting too big for his britches by now.” I felt nothing but cold inside. Back when Darian and Jessica’s company was struggling financially, I was the one who went to countless business dinners, drinking until I had stomach bleeding, just to save their company. When my father developed kidney failure, both Nicholas and I were compatible donors, but I was the one who volunteered to give up a kidney. Yet all my sacrifices had somehow become my fault in their mouths. “Darian, Jessica, it’s okay. Once Jack dies, Nicholas can come back.” “Back when Darian was sick, if it wasn’t for Nicholas…” I couldn’t bear to hear the rest of what followed, and left in a daze. I returned to my room and pulled out the Braille note hidden in my pocket, slowly feeling my way through it. [Jack, you actually heard me talking to Mia that day, didn’t you? Too bad you’re just a useless blind man who doesn’t have the guts to confront Mia.] [Forgot to tell you, all that money Mom and Dad took from you this Christmas, I spent every penny of it. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have had to fake my death.] [Oh, and the evidence of me blinding you has long been destroyed by Mom, Dad, and Mia. They personally closed the case too.] I could clearly feel the wailing in my heart. The parents and wife I had always given everything to had never considered me family. But before I could even process my grief, a message from the doctor interrupted my thoughts. “Mr. Ray, according to protocol, if you use the medication one more time, you’ll likely go permanently blind and suffer nerve damage. But if you stop the medication, you should recover in about half a month.” The doctor’s words helped calm my emotions somewhat. Mia knocked on the door, and I followed her downstairs for dinner. At the dinner table, I tried to speak up. “My health has been poor lately, and I’m just dragging Mia down. Maybe we should get divorced.” As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the sound of dishes shattering next to Mia, followed by her ice-cold voice. “Jack, what do you mean by that?” “I will never divorce you. If I thought you were a burden, I wouldn’t have married you in the first place.” She reached around from behind me with a smile, her body temperature warm, yet I felt cold all over. Mia said gently. “After all, the doctor said your eyes are recovering. Just a few more treatments and you’ll be fine.” Mia knew full well that continuing the medication would turn me into a vegetable or leave me completely blind, but she still wanted me dead. I forced a smile and took her hand. “I was just joking. I don’t really want a divorce. Don’t worry.” Everyone at the table was laughing when Mia’s phone suddenly rang. She said it was work and left. Soon after, Darian and Jessica also got up and left the table. Ever since going blind, my hearing had become particularly sharp. I heard the front door open and people deliberately lowering their voices in conversation. “Why won’t this blind fool just get lost? I get annoyed just looking at him.” Nicholas’s voice was full of impatience, while Darian and Jessica carefully tried to appease him. “Don’t rush, he’s still useful. We haven’t gotten our hands on the money your grandfather left him yet…” Nicholas said nothing more but started walking toward me step by step. Hearing the footsteps, I quickly spoke up, “Dad, Mom, do we have guests?” Darian and Jessica hurriedly made excuses, when Mia suddenly let out a gasp. What followed was the disgusting sound of kissing and hushed flirting. “Baby, how about you keep me company tonight? Right here next to this blind fool.” “I’ll be careful. I promise to make you happy tonight.”
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