“Congratulations！ Your eyesight is back!” After three long years of blindness, my ex-husband, CEO of the Kennedy Group can finally see things again. “It was you who saved me years ago, wasn't it, Vera?” he asked eagerly. Standing still, I thought he looked fuuny. “Come back to me Vera, I'll let you be Mrs. Kennedy again!” As he begged I traced the ugly scar on my belly, a reminder of the sacrifice I made to save him, a smirk formed on my lips. "again?" "But If I remember correctly, aren't we divorced already?"