Chapter 175- Mommy’s home now
The car pulled smoothly into the driveway of a grand, luxurious villa.
Janice looked up at the place that had once been their home. Her heart squeezed, and her vision blurred once more.
Charles got out of the car swiftly, without even glancing at her face. He pretended not to notice the sorrow written across her features.
There was no time for her to get lost in emotions. The moment she saw Charles walking ahead, Janice rushed to catch up, jogging the few steps so she could enter the house with him.
Everything inside was just as she remembered.
The same cozy décor she had once adored. The same warm tones they’d chosen together as newlyweds. Even after her blindness, when much of the furniture had been cleared for safety, everything had been restored. Every detail screamed of him. Of his effort. Of his love.
He had never truly stopped waiting for her.
"Master—wait, is that... Madam?" Fiona, the housekeeper who had been with them since their marriage, blinked in disbelief when she caught sight of Janice. She was stunned, eyes wide as though seeing a ghost.
"Fiona, it’s been a while," Janice greeted her with a soft smile, allowing the older woman to take her in. She knew how unbelievable it must seem—her return, her recovery. But she was really here. Whole. Healed.
"You... You can see now?" Fiona’s voice trembled with joy. Her eyes were glued to Janice’s clear, glistening gaze—eyes that now sparkled with light and intelligence.
"Yes. I can see." Janice’s smile bloomed like spring, radiant and breathtaking.
Charles caught the way her face lit up and felt something ripple deep inside him. But he gave no reaction. With a stiff face, he walked past them and headed upstairs.