 Claire Starfall

My husband accompanied me to the hospital for an examination, and it was found that I had a corneal lesion and needed a corneal transplant.
As the doctor at the best ophthalmology hospital in the country, he personally performed the surgery on me.
But on the day the bandage was removed, my vision was shrouded in darkness.
I questioned him in disbelief, only to be met with a divorce agreement he threw at me.
"Sophia is a painter. You surely understand how important her eyes are, yet you blinded her."
"Emily Vaughn, if I had known how malicious you were, I would never have married you."
"Now that your eyes have been exchanged with Sophia’s, you and Sophia are even. Get lost and stop being an eyesore here!"
I tried to explain but fell down the stairs and died tragically during the struggle.
When I woke up again, I had returned to the day my husband took me to the hospital for an examination.


Corneal Lesion: My Husband Took My Light for His True Love

I've blocked Nathan Lowder on all my contacts.


I don't have the time to care about his 'White Moonlight' and his love.


I am a photographer, but not a philanthropic one; the photos I take have won several awards.


And the photography exhibition I'm preparing this time is also receiving much attention.


In contrast, Sophia Keller is merely a third-rate painter.


I really don't know where Nathan Lowder got the courage to compare the two of us.


I'm meticulously preparing my photography exhibition, widely distributing the business cards I have prepared long ago to friends and industry peers.


A chance to be reborn is not something you get just because you want it.


I won't be tied down by scumbags and bitches.


What I didn't expect was that my apprentice sneakily found me with a camera in his hands, looking nervous.


His expression was filled with hesitation.


Chapter 7