Pretending to be My Sister for Her Blind Fiancé

Chapter 2

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“We hear that during your illness, you were incredibly fortunate to have Ms. Serena, your fiancée, by your side through thick and thin. Are wedding bells ringing soon for you two?”

My throat suddenly tightened as I watched Liam Sterling on stage.

He curved his lips, then raised his left hand, revealing his ring finger.

On it, a simple silver ring.

…It was the one I’d bought from a side job, back then, just to cheer him up.

The distinguished young scion of the Sterling family, wearing such an inexpensive ring, it looked out of place.

But he seemed oblivious, his fingertip gently tracing the surface.

“Yes. She and I… we’re getting engaged.”

He said, his gaze sweeping across the audience.

Almost imperceptibly, it landed on me in the corner.

Only for a fleeting few seconds before he pulled it back.

The microphone was handed to Serena again. “Ms. Serena, we hear you’re currently filming Director Miller’s new movie. He rarely works with new actors. Is Mr. Sterling a factor in this?”

She admitted with a charming smile, “Of course.”

“I’ve always been confident in my professional abilities, but I won’t deny that Liam has truly done so much for me.”

“And I completely deserve this special treatment.”

Her poised and confident attitude earned her widespread admiration.

Someone asked, “Could you share the story of how you and Mr. Sterling supported each other during your lowest point?”

Serena’s smile faltered for a moment.

In the eerie silence, time seemed to slow down.

After a long pause, Liam Sterling let out a soft chuckle, taking the microphone. “There’s nothing much to tell.”

“The memories she and I share, it’s enough for just the two of us to know.”

My eyes suddenly stung, and I tightened my grip on my pen, lowering my head in a scramble.

If I just closed my eyes, I’d be taken back.

Liam Sterling, in his younger days, had been rebellious and difficult, offending many people.

After he fell from grace, some people deliberately came seeking him out for trouble.

To protect him, I was pushed down a flight of steps, falling, covered in blood.

The bullies were startled and ran off.

I gritted my teeth, stood up, and pretended nothing had happened, walking back to his side. “Let’s go, home.”

But Liam Sterling suddenly grabbed my hand. “You’re hurt. We’re going to the hospital.”

“I’m not…”

“I smell blood!”

His voice suddenly rose, tears rolling down from his misty, unfocused eyes, like stars covered in dust.

His not-yet-broad shoulders pulled me into a tight embrace.

But the name he uttered was my sister’s: “Serena.”

“When I recover, I’ll give you the grandest wedding in the world.”