Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 74: Difficult

Stefan sat quietly in the back seat, the sonogram resting like a weight in his inner coat pocket, pressing against his chest like it held a secret he wasn’t meant to discover—not yet.

His fingers tapped against his knee absentmindedly, his thoughts tangled in loops of confusion and suspicion. He kept replaying Ivy’s expression in his mind—the genuine confusion, the hesitation, the shift in her eyes when he asked if it was true.

What was she thinking then? Was it real? Was it hers? If not, then why was her name on it? And most importantly, what other truth was she hiding? He’d seen the fear in her eyes. She must’ve thought something else when he asked that question. What was it?

He was still lost in thought when he noticed it—the occasional glance from Martin through the rearview mirror. Though it was subtle, and brief, it was noticeable enough. Stefan’s brows pulled together as he wondered why Martin would be looking at him that way.

"Martin," he said, voice low but firm.

Martin’s eyes met his through the mirror. "Yes, sir?"

"You keep glancing back. Do you have something to say to me? Is everything alright?"

There was a pause. Martin’s hands tightened slightly on the steering wheel, his lips parting like he wanted to say something but held it in. "No, sir. Everything is alright."

"So is there something you have to say to me?" he asked again and Martin shook his head.

"No, sir. Nothing."

Stefan tilted his head. "Martin," he pressed, "If you have something on your mind, say it. I don’t like being stared at like I’m part of a mystery you’re trying to solve."

serious, sir. I just wanted to

brows lifted slightly. "She’s fine. Why do you

time. "Nothing. It’s just... I thought Mrs. Ivy would come with you today."

expression didn’t shift, but his gaze sharpened.

know, after everything. I just assumed she’d want to come with you. You know...

one who hovered over him after

She was too preoccupied with catching Eliana before work and... not even wanting to look for a file with him. She didn’t even want him to leave how much more suggesting to go with him. He thought but

Stefan replied finally,

makes sense. She must be really tired. Maybe that’s why she changed the maids around

blinked, confused.

turned slightly in his seat, cautious

off, a frown drawing deeper lines across his forehead. "I wouldn’t have recognized them either way. I’ve been blind for months, Martin. Their faces

Martin said quickly,

waved a hand dismissively. "It’s not your fault. It’s... Ivy’s business. If she felt the need to replace them, then fine. As long as she doesn’t replace you, I’m

nod and turned his attention back to the road, though Stefan noticed

already elsewhere. He kept replaying Martin’s words. The change of maids. The way Ivy had been completely different from what she was in his blindness. Her strange behavior and his mother’s brushing

hiding a truth from him. What could it be? He mused, the scene at the hospital

heart beginning to pound. She came to the hospital that day—desperate to speak to him—because she knew

in staff. The lies that didn’t quite sound like lies but felt... off. She must have know something. Perhaps that was why they tried to stop her from

Ivy and their