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The Fake Blind Heiress's Sweet Revenge

The Fake Blind Heiress's Sweet Revenge

Author: Mo Yufei
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1011    |    Released on: 11/05/2026

ss that had trapped Aurora fo

e plaster moldings of her penthouse bedroom ceiling. The crisp morning light filtering t

eaths. Her fingers dug into the silk sheets. She could see. The realization h

months of careful, hesitant movements. She threw off the covers, her

she he

he hallway. It was a sound that sliced throu

er nightstand. Her white cane rested against the mahogany wood. Her fingers hover

he bright light in the hallway made her eyes water, tears spill

a warm, yellow light into the corridor. The sounds were louder now. Wet, rhythmi

r, peering throu

stopped. The air va

ancé, Jaren Sweeney, was tangled in the she

familiar, grating laugh. She ran her hands

d, Jaren?" Hilary asked, her voice drippin

n as that homeless proxy signs the marriage certificate with her, the

wall to stay upright. Her blood turned to ice. The man who had held her hand in the hospi

er body moved on pu

or. It slammed against the

Jaren whipped his head around, his eyes wide

pulling the white duvet up to her chin. Her eyes darted ar

leeves. He stumbled, trying to pull the robe around himself, his hands fumbling wildly with the sash in a

heart, why did

his hand and waved his fingers direct

ight ahead, forcing her eye muscles to relax, letting her gaze go

m?" Aurora asked. Her voice was flat, devoid o

eeing Aurora's blank stare, she

nufactured pity. "I was just helping Jaren change t

ached out and grabbed Aurora's wrist. His grip was

tone completely gone, replaced by a cold, hard edge. H

r fingernails sinking deep into the back of

she screamed, he

snarl. He raised his hand, balling it into a fist, r

the temporary access card Jaren had provided for the proxy signing functionin

rmed down the hallway, carrying

rs filling the frame. He wore a cheap, faded jacket, but the

assive hand clamped arou

nch of bone ech

, high-pitched scream, his

ke a piece of garbage. Jaren slammed into the corner

urora, his broad back complet

" Jaren screamed, his

Jaren, his jaw tight,

husband,"

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