Chapter 1

I sacrificed my vision to protect my girlfriend, but when she mocked my blindness, I decided it was time to move on...

In an attempt to save my girlfriend from a vehicular collision, I ended up losing my sight and was admitted to the hospital. She purchased an expensive timepiece for me, but her former flame switched it with a counterfeit right in front of her, saying: "He can't see anyway, so why does it matter if it's genuine or not?"

The girlfriend who constantly declared her profound affection for me didn't intervene. She even placed the cheap imitation on my wrist herself, reassuring me: "Don't fret, I'm not going anywhere. We're tying the knot on the fifteenth of next month. I've invited reporters to ensure everyone witnesses our joy."

I merely grinned, keeping my thoughts to myself.

She was unaware that I had already regained my sight with the aid of the System and had requested a means to return home.

On our wedding day next month, she'll be greeted by my lifeless body instead.

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"Mr. Anderson, you're quite fortunate to have such a devoted wife," a nurse remarked disingenuously in the hospital room.

But I remained quiet.

Everyone was convinced that my wife, Charlotte, was deeply enamored with me.

As an heiress, she had humbled herself by publicly pursuing me for seven years before I finally reciprocated her feelings.

Our romance was widely known and envied.

I recall once missing her call because I was in a deep slumber.

She became frantic and mobilized national media outlets to locate me, causing quite a stir.

When she found me, she flung herself into my arms, sobbing and making a scene, insisting I never leave her sight, or she'd lose her mind.

People said Charlotte was hopelessly in love.

I used to believe that too, and was profoundly moved by her ardor.

To show my gratitude, I, a time traveler, chose to forgo my reward and stay instead of returning home after completing my mission.

I remained by her side, assisting her in securing her family's fortune and achieving true success.

I even became her personal protector, stepping in whenever she was in peril.

Even when I lost my sight, I didn't mind.

But to better care for and safeguard her, I struck a deal with the System, exchanging twenty years of my life for my vision.

Yet, before I could share this news, I saw her former love, Ethan, standing beside her.

During the three months I was blind, he was with Charlotte daily, even replacing my gifts right in front of me.

What perplexed me more was that Charlotte, who witnessed everything, allowed it...

As I was lost in thought, Charlotte's best friend entered, glanced at me lying there, and said with a smile: "Charlotte truly loves you. She's urging me to process the shares she promised to transfer to you."

After speaking, she tossed the documents to me, then instantly changed her expression, communicating with Charlotte in sign language, full of contempt: "Charlotte, are you really going to marry this blind man?"

"Everyone knows you chased him relentlessly just to make Ethan return."

"Now that Ethan's back, how long do you plan to keep this charade? Do you really want both of them?"

Hearing this, Charlotte's face darkened, she retorted in sign language: "What's done is done, there's no turning back. I've genuinely fallen for Ethan Anderson and acknowledge him as my only husband."

"If you keep bringing this up and he learns the truth, your Harris Family should prepare to exit the stage."

Her friend fell silent, not daring to say more.

The Harris Family was merely surviving on the Johnson Family's leftovers and didn't dare act out.

And nearby, Ethan showed a flash of regret, awkwardly changing the subject: "Let's stop talking. If it gets too quiet, Ethan might notice something."

Charlotte paused momentarily, composing herself, then held my hand and gently asked: "Ethan, do you like this gift?"

This 5% share transfer was what Charlotte had promised me publicly during my hospital transfer.

I found it strange at the time.

She had given me many things over the years but never dared to give me money.

When I inquired, she just laughed and said she feared I'd become corrupted with wealth.

Later, when she promised me shares, I teased her: "What? Is Ms. Charlotte not worried I'll turn bad now?"

Charlotte embraced me tightly, saying sincerely: "Silly, if you're willing to risk your life for me, what else do I have to fear?"

At that moment, my heart swelled with excitement.

I believed Charlotte loved me even more, and I was determined to stay with her forever.

Now, as I examined the contract, it indeed transferred 5% of the Johnson Group, but the beneficiary listed was Ethan.

I released the contract with a bitter smile.

It turns out, what I thought was perfect love was just a facade.

The money was fake, and so was her love.

Noticing my lack of interest, Charlotte assumed I couldn't accept my blindness.

She lightly pinched my cheek, soothingly saying: "Don't be sad. You can leave the hospital today, and I'll take you to try on wedding attire."

"For our wedding in fifteen days, I'll ensure you're the center of attention."

Hearing this, for the first time, I didn't respond positively, just quietly removed the fake watch.

I silently submitted my application for a return passage to the System.