Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband novel Chapter 1193

Chapter 1193 Echoes of Sacrifice
"Did you mention your photography skills when you applied?"

"In a few days, you'll capture the official engagement announcement photo for the client and her fiancé at the birthday party. How does that sound?"

"There's extra payment on the table."

Lucy gave a decisive nod and reached for her phone, switching it off. At that moment, a glimmer of anticipation shone in her eyes, hinting at the promising opportunities ahead.

She committed to the event planning job for three compelling reasons.

Firstly, she feared that Alexis might attempt to gain custody of Lennon without a stable career, leaving her without the means to fight back.

Secondly, in moments of idle reflection, thoughts of Lennon would inevitably cloud her mind, stirring melancholy that she sought to deflect through purposeful activity.

And lastly...

She gently placed her hand over her liver, a bitter smile tugging at her lips. The severity of her cirrhosis often inflicts excruciating pain, a constant reminder of the fragility of her health.

Her condition had forced Lucy to step away from her role as a frontline doctor. The risk of falling ill during surgery posed an unacceptable danger to her patients' lives, a reality she couldn't ignore.

Despite the weight of her decision, Lucy suppressed her sorrow and picked up her phone. With a steadying breath, she composed her reply. "Okay," she typed, "I'll accept the raise."

Lucy had promised Lennon she would finish planning the event so that she would follow through despite any challenges.

As for Violet's intentions—was she trying to see Lucy upset?

If that was the case, Lucy thought fiercely, Violet could watch all she wanted.

Lucy had already tasted defeat in their relationship, so she faced the prospect of another wound without fear.

Furthermore, how could she possibly anticipate whether Lennon might exploit Alexis as retribution due to a minor disagreement?

Alexis was now her sole pillar of support.

Despite her failing health, Lucy refused to relinquish her determination to protect Alexis.

She entertained the thought that if she couldn't continue, Alexis and Big would grow up side by side.

They were cunning and powerful and believed themselves superior in body and mind.

People like them didn't easily relinquish what they valued—unless they knew their time was short.

Damien poured a glass of water and handed it to her. "This is the worst-case scenario."

He sighed heavily, reaching up to tuck Cherise's hair behind her ear. "It all hinges on how much he truly despises the Belcourt family."

Tears welled in Cherise's eyes, falling into her glass as she bit her lip. "I don't understand why it has to be like this..."

"Is a blood feud always meant to be avenged?" Cherise questioned with a heavy heart.

"For a man, unfortunately, yes," Damien responded, his tone tinged with reluctance.

Contrary to Cherise's sorrow, Damien remained composed. "I've known Lenn for nearly twenty years. I'm more hesitant than anyone."

"But, since he's made this choice, I can see where he's coming from."