The Blind Wife's Secret Chapter 1

After my eyes recovered, I immediately ran to find my husband Mason Sterling, wanting to tell him this great news.

But at the door of the private room, I heard Mason chatting with his brothers.

"Mason, Penelope has been blind for two years. You let Liam pretend to be you and live with her for two years just to be with your first love. Aren't you afraid that one day he and Penelope will turn fake into real?"

"Afraid of what?" Mason sipped his wine, laughing wantonly, "Liam has great self-control. Once a beauty stripped naked in front of him and he remained indifferent. How could he touch your sister-in-law?"

"Besides, your sister-in-law is also frigid. As long as Liam doesn't actively provoke her, she will never have thoughts in that regard."

Everyone joked after hearing this: "Don't know whether to pity sister-in-law or Liam for a moment. Two stunners sleeping in one bed but doing nothing, just chatting every day, thinking about it feels a pity haha."

Laughter rose one after another.

I glanced at Liam drinking alone in the center of the room.

Cold and noble, indifferent and distant.

Such a superior man left unslept, indeed a bit of a pity.

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Thinking back now, actually I should have discovered some clues earlier.

During the two years I was blind, "Mason" was much colder to me, didn't talk as much as before, carrying a sense of alienation everywhere.

Because I was blind, even if I had opinions in my heart, I was too inferior to speak up.

While thinking, the door of the house clicked open.

Behind me rang Liam's deliberately lowered voice: "Penelope, I'm back."

Liam and Mason's voices were originally similar, and Liam deliberately imitated Mason's voice, no wonder I didn't hear it for two years.

I raised my eyes, blank gaze inadvertently fell on the handsome man in front of me.

The famous ascetic god in the Upper East Side, always unrestrained.

Can't figure out why he was willing to cooperate with Mason and act with me for two years?

But since they love acting, then I will accompany them to act to the end.

I pretended not to see, fumbled to walk in front of Liam, took the initiative to hug his waist.

"Hubby, you are finally home."

I tightly hooped his waist, hand not forgetting to touch his hard abs.

For two years, Liam has been restrained and polite, even sleeping in the same bed with me, he deliberately kept a distance, never been so intimate with me.

Seeming surprised by my enthusiasm, he stiffened for a moment, voice a bit tight: "Penelope... what's wrong with you today?"

I squeezed out some tears, pretending to be aggrieved and asked him: "Mason, since I became blind, you haven't touched me again, do you dislike me?"

Liam's expression stagnated, lowered his tone to comfort me: "No, you thought too much... You injured your eyes and body in the car accident two years ago, I was afraid you couldn't handle it."

"My body is healed, I can handle it."

I fumbled, reached out to unbutton his shirt, hand touching his solid chest muscles.

"Hubby, two years, you also endured quite hard right?"

Liam's Adam's apple rolled, voice slightly hoarse: "...Mm, it's okay."

I blew a breath on his Adam's apple, "How about we..."

Before words finished, his phone rang.

"I'll take a call first."

Liam breathed a sigh of relief, took the phone to the balcony.

I hid by the window, hearing Mason's lazy voice from the speaker: "Liam, tomorrow is Grandpa's birthday, I'll switch with you for a day."

Liam paused for two seconds: "Okay."

"Haven't switched shifts with you for several months, tell me what happened with you and Penelope recently, so I don't expose myself then."

On the phone, rang the teasing voices of Mason's brothers.

"Mason, you have to be busy dating your first love, and also take care of sister-in-law, who is more important to you exactly?"

Mason smiled sarcastically, uninhibitedly said: "How can your sister-in-law compare with Serena? Your sister-in-law threw herself at me for so many years, couldn't drive her away. Serena is the one I chased hard to get, if not for Grandpa liking your sister-in-law, I wouldn't have married her back then."

I listened to his words in a daze, feeling incomparably self-mocking in my heart.

Yes, I threw myself at Mason for many years.

From sixteen to twenty-six, I tirelessly chased him for ten years.

Finally got my wish to marry him.

But the one sharing my bed every day was his good brother.

For two years, I lived like a huge joke.