Revenge of the Wife: Go to Hell, Evil Husband!

My husband's beloved woman went blind, and he asked me to donate my corneas to her.

"Chloe lost her sight in order to save my mother! Can you donate your corneas to her now? I promise I'll find suitable corneas in the future!"

My husband knelt down, tears in his eyes, pleading with me. My motherinlaw kept assuring me that I wouldn’t be blind for long.

I believed their nonsense and donated my corneas. Soon after, my husband openly got together with her.

My motherinlaw urged me to divorce my husband, saying, "How can a blind person be my daughterinlaw?"

My husband's heart was all on his lover. He pushed me away coldly.

"After the divorce, I'll make sure you have everything you need, so just leave me alone!"

Though I was reluctant, I rushed out of the hospital to find him, but my blindness made it impossible to see, and I ended up in a car accident.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn to the day my husband asked me to donate my corneas to his lover.

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My husband, Evan Scott, knelt in front of me with red eyes, his voice hoarse, begging me.

"Isabella, please, help her, okay? Chloe lost her sight to save my mother. We owe her, and only when you donate your cornea to her can we repay the debt!"

He held my hand tightly. "But don’t worry, Isabella, I won’t make you wait too long. I’ll find a suitable cornea to replace yours!"

I raised my eyes to adjust to the bright light and turned to look at Evan, who was kneeling on the ground with a humble expression. It was then that I realized I had been reborn.

In my previous life, I foolishly believed Evan's lies and donated my cornea.

But to my shock, after I lost my sight, Evan openly stayed with his ideal partner, Chloe.

He brought her to our home, let her wear my pajamas, and kissed her without any hesitation right in front of me.

And I could only foolishly ask, "Honey, how long do I have to wait for a suitable cornea?"

Evan didn’t respond, but nearby, Chloe let out a low sneer. "What a fool! You actually believed it!"

"Corneas are so precious, Evan was just deceiving you. Yet you still foolishly cling to the hope of seeing the light again!"

At that moment, I realized that I had been deceived.

But it was too late.

I screamed at Evan, and he initially perfunctorily dealt with it.

Later, he lost all patience, so he proposed a divorce straightforwardly.

"Isabella Flores. After the divorce, I'll make sure you have everything you need, so just leave me alone!"

His voice was cold, with a hint of disgust as he pushed me away.

At that moment, I finally understood.

It turned out that he had always been lying to me.

Now reborn, the memories of the past slowly fade and gather before me, with Evan kneeling on the ground, a pleading look on his face.

Noticing my silence, he assumed I was still hesitating.

Then, reaching behind him, he pulled out a bouquet of vibrant roses.

"Isabella, our third wedding anniversary is in two weeks. I promise you, I'll find a suitable cornea for you by then, okay?"

He looked so serious as if he were guaranteeing it with his own life.

After three years of marriage, I was all too familiar with his tricks.

He knows that I had a soft spot for him and that I’ve always loved him deeply.

He’s aware that if he plays the right emotional cards, I might foolishly give in.

But the old Isabella is dead.

I no longer love him.

I smiled faintly, snatched the rose from his hand, and threw it to the ground, shattering it.

"Evan, my body belongs to me and my parents. If you want me to donate my corneas to someone else, you need my mom's consent."

I paused, my voice firm. "Otherwise, forget it!"

Evan's face changed instantly.

He knew it was impossible.

My mom passed away three years ago.

Evan wanted to say more, but I was too impatient to listen.

I got up, grabbed my bag, slammed the door, and walked out.

"Isabella!" Evan called out desperately as he dashed after me.

He blocked my path, fell to the ground in front of me, and knelt down once again.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

He was so manipulative.

In my past life, I must have been blind to fall for someone like him!

With tears in his eyes, Evan pleaded, "Isabella, I'm really desperate. You're my only relative, the only one who can help me.

"If it wasn't for Chloe pushing my mom that day, she might not have made it. She has done so much for our family, so you will definitely help me, right?"

I couldn't help sneering after hearing that.

I thought, 'She saved your mom, not mine. Why should I be morally pressured into donating my cornea to her? Why don't you just go donate it yourself?'

Evan kept on nagging there, and I suddenly got angry.

"Chloe saved your mother. If you feel that you can't repay the favor, then let your mother donate her corneas! It's none of my business!"

It was such a straightforward issue, yet he had to drag me into it

When finished speaking, Evan looked at me in disbelief, as if I was a stranger.

Perhaps he didn’t expect that I, who had always been obedient and compliant, would so openly expose his dirty and ugly thoughts.

"Isabella! How could you behave like this? My mother is your motherinlaw. How can you say such cruel things?"

I sneered.

I'd never seen anyone more shameless than him.

All I could think about was dividing the property and getting a quick divorce!

Just then, a figure rushed toward me in a frenzy.

She raised his hand and slapped me! "I'll kill you, you ungrateful girl! My son is a man! how dare you make him kneel to you?"

It turned out to be my unreasonable, crazy motherinlaw, Melanie.

I heard that just a few days ago, she wanted to go shopping but refused to let me tag along. She specifically called Chloe, who’s beloved by Evan, and almost got into a car accident!

Now all this chaos is because of her, and she even has the nerve to hit me.

I sneered and slapped Evan even harder without hesitation.

"Didn’t you hear? Mom didn’t want you to kneel. Why are you doing it? Are you trying to let me take the blame?"

After saying that, I slapped them again, leaving both of them in shock.

I sneered, “If you dare to hit me, I’ll make sure your son gets double!”

I refuse to stay in this crazy family for another day!

Melanie, angrily blocked my way, "Don't go!"

'Why can't I leave?'

I was not afraid at all as I coolly looked at the crazed old woman in front of me. In my previous life, all I wanted was to build a good life with Evan.

For three years of marriage, I treated my motherinlaw like my own mother, serving her every day.

Even though she caused trouble daily, I took care of her meticulously, even fetching water for her foot bath.

But in my previous life, after Chloe went blind, she and Evan came to me together, pleading for me to donate my corneas.

I hesitated and ultimately refused.

My motherinlaw climbed up onto the rooftop in one breath and threatened to jump off to scare me.

She claimed she would use her life to guarantee that I wouldn’t be blind for long and that Evan would find suitable corneas for me.

But after I donated my corneas, she stopped pretending and revealed her true colors. "Chloe is the daughterinlaw I’m most satisfied with; she’s the perfect match for my son!

"I've wanted to kick that blind woman out of the house a long time ago. She is not worthy of being my daughterinlaw."

At that time, I realized how cruel humans could be.

So now, seeing my motherinlaw pretending to be pitiful and begging me to donate my cornea to Chloe, I feel extremely ridiculous.

"Melanie, my eyes are very important to me. I need to work. But you are old, so I guess yours won't be much of use. Why don't you donate yours?"

Hearing my words, my motherinlaw was pissed off.

Evan blamed me for speaking rudely, but I didn't care.

Anyway, I have wanted a divorce for a long time. The two of them made me disgusted. I regretted having wasted three precious years.

As expected, before I even left the neighborhood, my motherinlaw climbed onto the rooftop and threatened me with a megaphone.

"Isabella, you ungrateful things! If you dare to leave today, I will jump from here!"

Many people pointed fingers at me, but I just smirked and walked away, ignoring whatever they said behind me.

'If you wish to die, jump!' I thought.

I went for an interview at a new company, and it went smoothly. They asked me to start in three days.

As soon as I got home, I immediately began searching for the surveillance cameras installed in my house.

In my previous life, I only discovered that Chloe had secretly installed surveillance in my house like some kind of creep after I went blind.

While I flirted with my husband Evan at home, she watched it all.

She even bought the same pajamas for me, imitating my makeup and posture, seeking excitement with Evan.

At first, I didn't know that Chloe was Evan's first love and they had never cut off contact.

She was so sweet at first, calling me "sister" as soon as we met, showering me with beautiful bags, and always being considerate.

But later, it became clear that she was just very good at manipulating.

My family and she teamed up to deceive me into giving up my corneas. In the end, I met a tragic fate in a car accident!

This time, I have to break free from this den of beasts and make those who hurt me pay the price!

After a long search, I finally found the camera. It's located on the door of the master bedroom, appearing quite hidden, but it directly faces our bed, capturing a complete view of the room.

Just the thought of my private life with Evan laid bare for others to see, makes me feel utterly disgusted!

After cutting the power, I installed another identical surveillance camera right next to the original, and I made sure to cover the living room and the study as well.

Evan wasn't the type to shy away from bringing his lover into the house and doing unspeakable things while I was not around.

I refused to believe that we couldn't gather evidence of their affair!

Even if we ended up divorcing, I’d make sure Evan walks away with nothing!

In the evening, I sat on the sofa drafting a divorce agreement and reaching out to a reliable lawyer.

If Evan still wanted to plot against me or refused to accept the terms of the divorce, I would have no choice but to go through the legal process and fight for my rights in court.

The house was empty; Evan was likely still at the hospital with his blind lover. He wouldn’t have time to come home.

At this point, I didn’t care anymore.

I had no interest in any man; all I cared about was how much money I could get from the divorce. Halfway through my work, I felt thirsty, so I opened the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of beverage.

Little did I know, Evan had slipped sleeping pills into my drink to force me to donate my corneas.

After drinking the beverage, I felt a wave of dizziness and heaviness wash over me.

Just before I fainted, I noticed the front door being pushed open.

Evan seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time.

When he heard no movement from me, he rushed in with a few others, all carrying a stretcher. "Hurry, take her to the hospital! Chloe's surgery can’t wait!"

I struggled to keep my mind clear, realizing too late that I had walked into a trap.

My body felt paralyzed. Evan, who was originally a doctor, was accompanied by his colleagues from the hospital.

They quickly lifted me onto the stretcher and loaded me into the ambulance, racing toward the hospital.

Once I was wheeled into the operating room, someone nervously asked,

"Dr. Scott, do we really need to go ahead with the surgery? But... we can't proceed without the family's consent," he said.

Evan sneered, "I’m her husband; I’ll sign!"

The hospital was eerily quiet.

The silence was so profound that I could hear the sound of Evan’s pen swiftly signing papers.

I felt as if Evan’s voice was whispering in my ear, "Isabella, if you had agreed to me earlier, none of this would have happened. After all, you rely on me to support you at home. Whether or not you have these eyes doesn't really matter, but Chloe… Chloe is my life..."

His words struck me like a sharp knife.

Even though we had already decided to divorce, hearing that still made my heart ache.

He had actually drugged me and forcibly removed my cornea for Chloe!

“Dr. Scott, is the surgery starting now?”

“Yes,” Evan replied, putting on surgical gloves and preparing to wheel me into the operating room. Just then, a swarm of police officers suddenly emerged from hidden corners.

“Don’t move!” they shouted, weapons drawn and aimed at Evan and his colleagues.

Panic swept over Evan as he exchanged bewildered glances with his team.

“What’s going on... Why are the police here?”