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After saving Adrian from the fire, I simultaneously lost my sight and my chance to study abroad.
The usually dignified and composed man lost his composure, holding me in his arms, his scalding tears burning my skin.
[Aria, don't be afraid. We'll get married. From now on, I'll be your eyes.]
I was deeply moved, and after our marriage, he treated me just as he had in the beginning.
Until the day I regained my sight and excitedly returned home, only to overhear him talking with a friend in the study:
[Felicity is coming back after finishing her studies. Are you going to divorce Aria?]
[Of course. If it wasn't for wanting her to give up her spot to study abroad, I wouldn't have orchestrated that big fire to make her blind, and then marry her.]

Misplaced Love, A Burning Heart

Adrian sped to the hospital, barely containing his rage.


The moment he pushed open the door, Felicity was preening in front of the mirror in the luxury hospital room, trying on the latest fashion. She showed no signs of illness or weakness.


Startled, she instinctively backed away when she realized who had arrived.


"Adrian, why are you back so suddenly?"


"Weren't you sick?" Adrian's voice was ice-cold, his gaze devoid of any emotion.


"No, I was just trying on clothes." She threw herself into his arms, attempting to act coy as usual.


No sooner had the words left her mouth than Adrian's hand came down hard across her face.


The slap left Felicity reeling, her head spinning.


When she turned back, she was met with Adrian's twisted expression.


Adrian gripped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.


"Felicity, you're the one who tampered with Aria's eyes!"


His face darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes.


Chapter 6