Chapter 1

Chapter 1: She’s Had Enough of This Blind Fool

Chloe Lewis lay motionless on the hospital bed, her skin pale and fragile like aged parchment. Her eyes stared emptily into nothingness, devoid of any spark of life. The only sound breaking the sterile silence was the steady, mechanical beep of the ventilator beside her — a cold reminder of her fragile state.

Her son, Robert Myers, was no longer alive. He had died in a tragic car accident. In his final moments, the one person he desperately longed to see was his father, Arthur Myers. But Arthur had been preoccupied—dining out with the woman he treasured most: Jennifer Williams.

Suddenly, the door creaked open with a harsh sound, followed by the sharp click of high heels echoing through the quiet room. Chloe’s vacant gaze shifted toward the entrance, and her heart sank. There stood her husband, Arthur, accompanied by Jennifer Williams—the very woman who had ruthlessly taken everything from her.

Jennifer’s lips curled into a cold, cruel smirk as she looked down at Chloe with utter contempt. “Arthur belongs to me now,” she hissed, her voice laced with venom. “Your little bastard is dead. Arthur will officially recognize my son as his heir. And as for you… well, it’s your turn to die.”

A single tear, hot and bitter, slipped from the corner of Chloe’s eye, tracing a silent path down her pale cheek.

Jennifer leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a poisonous whisper. “Want to hear a secret? I was the one who had your brat killed. I arranged everything. And even if Arthur finds out, do you think he’ll care?” She chuckled mockingly. “Because that child was never Arthur’s. He never should have existed. His death was necessary.”