Seeing the worsening condition of Ivy's eyelids, Leo felt a thrill of excitement. There wasn't a trace of guilt in his eyes, even though she was his wife.
For Leo, a wife was a strategic asset. In his youth, he needed a partner to share his struggles and support his ambitions. Now, in middle age, with success and wealth, the most anticipated event was his wife's death. His "helpmate" had served her purpose. She was now old and faded, no match for the fresh, young women he desired. But if she were to die now, and in such a valuable way, it would be a joyous occasion for him. And one does not feel guilty about a joyous occasion.
"Are you sure there won't be a problem?" Ivy asked, scrutinizing her reflection in the mirror. She noticed the scar on her eyelid wasn't just red and swollen, but also looked engorged with blood, as if it were about to burst. A quick glance was one thing, but a closer look was truly unsettling.
Over the years, Ivy had tried numerous scar treatments, including the internationally acclaimed VN cream. While VN's effects were modest, it had never caused redness or itching. But after less than a month of using Jade Glow Balm, she was experiencing all sorts of reactions. It was starting to worry her. Her appearance was everything. If this disfigured her, she might as well not live.
"I'm sure," Leo said, nodding reassuringly. "Freya may have grown up in the countryside, but she's still the daughter of Stuart and Carey Richards. The genetics are there. Any product she develops might not be a miracle, but it certainly won't have harmful side effects."
He continued, "Besides, you're applying it to your whole face, but only your eyelid is reacting. That proves the balm is working on the scar tissue. An effect is better than no effect, right?"
"Just relax and don't worry so much."
His words seemed to make sense to her. While Freya was raised in a rural area, Stuart and Carey were anything but ordinary. It was unlikely they would raise a mediocre daughter. With that thought, Ivy picked up the Jade Glow Balm and carefully applied it to her skin.
Watching her, Leo's eyes filled with scorn. Women truly were simple-minded creatures. A few carefully chosen words were all it took to erase her doubts and convince her to continue using the poison. A person like Ivy deserved to go blind, deserved to be disfigured. If she had an ounce more sense, she wouldn't be in this situation.
After finishing her routine, Ivy went to bed. She was a heavy sleeper, and within ten minutes, the room was filled with the sound of her snoring. Loud, grating snores. Leo was still awake, and the sound grated on his nerves. He couldn't remember her being like this when they were young. At some point, she had started snoring, sometimes so loudly it kept him awake all night.
*Just endure it,* he told himself. *Just a little longer. Three days. In three more days, I'll never have to listen to this again.*
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his rising anger.
The next morning, as Ivy sat down at her mirror, a sharp scream tore through the quiet house.
"What's wrong?" Leo was jolted awake by the sound.
"My eyes! My eyes!" Ivy's voice was choked with sobs.

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