Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind

I married Eugene Thorne, concealing my identity as the heiress to one of Boston's most prestigious families.

But fate had other plans. The day before our wedding, I was involved in a devastating car accident.

When consciousness finally returned, I found I was blind.

Through the darkness, I overheard a conversation between Eugene and his assistant.

"The situation is contained, Mr. Thorne. However..." There was hesitation in his assistant's voice.

"Miss Victoria was renowned for her paintings. After the corneal transplant, she'll never create art again. How will she cope?"

"She's resilient, unlike Claire. Claire..."

His voice softened with an tenderness that pierced my heart.

"She needs her sight. I'll ensure Vic's taken care of forever, but Claire..."

He exhaled sharply. "I can't lose Claire."

The silence that followed was deafening until Eugene spoke again.

"Have the doctors perform a hysterectomy as well. Claire's fragile enough - seeing me have a child with Victoria would destroy her."

"But sir," his assistant protested, his voice thick with sympathy, "She's been devoted to you since she was eighteen..."

"Enough. Just execute my instructions. No questions."

A glacial chill spread through my body, leaving me trembling uncontrollably.

The cruel truth emerged from darkness:

my beloved husband had fallen for Claire Bennett, the struggling art student whose scholarship I'd personally funded.

He was willing to sacrifice my future, my dreams, everything I had, for her sake.

If he thought he could destroy me without consequences, he would learn how badly he had miscalculated.