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An Unexpected Marriage with my Disabled Husband Chapter 66
~EleanorI paced back and forth, the sound of my heels clicking angrily on the polished floor. How dare he treat me like that? I will make sure he regrets it.My nanny was attending to my son's diaper change, unaware of the hurricane brewing inside of me. "Get out," I barked, my voice sharper than a whip. "You're done for the day."She looked up, her eyes wide with confusion. "But, ma'am, it's still early," she stammered, her fear evident in her voice.I clenched my teeth, rage boiling inside me like a raging inferno. "Did I stutter? I said get out!" I hissed, my voice low and threatening.The nanny flinched at my outburst, quickly moving to finish changing the diaper and wrapping my son in a fresh blanket. "Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry, ma'am. I'll be on my way," she muttered, gathering her things and scurrying towards the door.The moment the door shut behind her, I snatched my phone, dialing with furious fingers, calling Dr. Smith's assistant.The phone rang once, twice, and then, "Edward
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~EleanorMy head pounded as I jolted awake, the sound of my baby's cries piercing through the fog of sleep. "Oh God," I groaned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I sat up. "Where's the nanny?"I struggled to my feet, wincing at the pounding in my head as I stumbled towards my baby's crib. "It's okay, sweetheart, Mommy's here," I cooed, scooping him up and cradling him against my chest. "Damn it, Martha, where are you?"As my baby's cries grew louder, my frustration mounted. "Martha, where the hell are you?" I muttered under my breath, pacing the room with my baby in my arms.I reached for my phone, dialing Martha's number. It rang once, twice, three times, and then went to voicemail. "Martha, this is Eleanor. Where are you? I need you here. Now," I snapped, my voice low and dangerous.My head pounded like a jackhammer as the baby's cries seemed to grow louder with each passing minute. Thirty minutes had passed since I'd woken up, and still no sign of Martha. "Where the hell is she?"
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~AdamI stared down at the baby in my arms, his face screwed up in a furious wail. "Shh, it's okay," I murmured, rocking him back and forth. But the more I tried, the more he cried."This isn't working," I muttered, my frustration mounting. "I need help."With the baby still howling, I made my way towards the maids' quarters, determined to find someone who could help.As I carried the baby down the hall, my gaze was drawn to a figure in the dim light. Charlotte. Her nightgown clung to her curves, a steaming cup of tea in her hands.Our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us. The shame of my actions was written all over my face, but I couldn't bear to hold her gaze.With a heavy sigh, I broke eye contact and continued on my way, the baby's cries still echoing through the hall. I had to get him help, no matter the costI pushed through the door of the maids' quarters, my heart sinking as I realized it was empty. "Damn it," I muttered under my breath, the baby's cries rea
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~AdamAs we pulled into the driveway, Eleanor’s head slumped against my shoulder, her body drained and fragile. The weight of her illness was unmistakable, and I could feel her struggling to remain awake, fighting a losing battle with exhaustion. The front door creaked open, and the family poured out onto the porch, their expressions shadowed with worry. Albert, Dylan, and Charlotte hurried toward us, a mixture of relief and anxiety etched into their faces. “Eleanor,” Charlotte breathed, her voice trembling as she took in Eleanor’s frail figure. “You’re home.” Eleanor managed a faint smile, though it seemed to take every ounce of energy she had. Her hand reached out weakly, motioning for the baby cradled in Charlotte’s arms. “My baby,” Eleanor whispered, her voice barely audible. Her trembling fingers closed around the infant. “Thank you for taking care of him.” Charlotte handed the baby over carefully, her lips pressed together in a thin line. There was a flash of pain in h
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~AdamAs my gaze shifted to Charlotte, a wave of emotion hit me, her presence heavy and unspoken in the room. She held our baby close, her arms protective, yet her silence spoke volumes. I turned back to Eleanor, her frail body lying motionless, her eyes filled with desperate determination. "Eleanor," I began, my voice shaking. "I... I can’t do this." Her hand gripped mine tighter, her strength surprising despite her weakened state. "Adam, please," she said, her voice trembling. "I don’t have much time left. I need to know our son will have a name, a family. He deserves that, even if I won’t be here." Her words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. Guilt clawed at me, and my chest tightened. I looked at her, her pale face lined with pain, her eyes pleading with me to understand. "Eleanor," I said softly, my voice cracking under the weight of my emotions. "I’m so sorry, but I can’t... I can’t do this to Charlotte. To us." Her lips quivered, tears filling her eyes. "I’m not
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~Eleanor“Two days Earlier”The ceramic cup felt cool against my fingertips as I tapped it, trying to mask the irritation bubbling beneath the surface. The cafe was bustling with noise—chatter, the clinking of dishes, and the occasional burst of laughter. None of it could distract me. My eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. Late again. Typical of Edward. I considered leaving. I had half a mind to get up and storm out when the bell above the cafe door jingled. My head turned sharply, and there he was. Edward. He scanned the room, his gaze locking onto me almost immediately. He gave me that measured smile of his—the kind that made me want to slap it off his face—and strolled over like he owned the place. “Eleanor,” he said as he pulled out the chair across from me and settled in. “Sorry for keeping you waiting. Traffic was a nightmare.” I didn’t bother hiding my irritation. “Of course, it was. Let’s not waste time.” His eyebrow arched slightly, but he didn’t comment. Instead,
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~Eleanor“Back to the Present day”The room was dimly lit, a single bedside lamp casting a warm glow over the space. I lay propped against the soft pillows, my hand resting on my stomach as I feigned exhaustion. Every breath was calculated—soft, shallow, and just enough to convince him I was struggling. I glanced toward the door, waiting. Adam had left a few minutes ago, his brows furrowed in concern, saying he wanted to get me some fruit. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me before leaving… it was pity. Exactly what I needed. My lips curled into a small, triumphant smile, but I quickly wiped it away as the door creaked open again. I adjusted my expression, letting my head fall to the side, and slowed my breathing. “Eleanor,” Adam’s voice called softly. I turned my head toward him, my movements slow and deliberate, as though it took every ounce of strength. “Adam,” I whispered, my voice trembling. He walked over to the bed and crouched beside me. His hand brushed mine, his
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~CharlotteI sat in the garden, my fingers wrapped around the stem of my wine glass, the chilled liquid inside doing little to calm the storm in my chest. The roses Adam had planted bloomed in perfect harmony, their fragrance floating on the evening breeze, mocking the chaos of my life. Everything was crumbling, unraveling faster than I could contain. The love I had dreamed of, the future I had dared to imagine with Adam, was slipping through my fingers. His promises, his warmth—how had it come to this? Eleanor’s reappearance had shattered the delicate thread tethering us together. She wasn’t just back; she had returned with a purpose. And worse, she was winning. I swirled the wine in my glass, watching the crimson liquid catch the last rays of sunlight. The bitterness of it mirrored the bitterness in my soul. Her supposed dying wish to marry Adam was an insidious masterstroke. She knew exactly how to manipulate him, how to tug at the strings of his honor and responsibility. And A
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~DylanThe drive home was uneventful, but my thoughts were anything but calm. The night had gone surprisingly well until Noah showed up like a bad rash. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, the weight of the evening pressing down on me. The headlights of the car illuminated the long driveway as I pulled up to the mansion. The place was quiet, the kind of silence that came with late hours and everyone being asleep—or so I thought. As I stepped out of the car, stretching to shake off the stiffness of sitting too long, my eyes caught a faint glow in the distance. The guest house. I frowned. The light was still on. That bastard. I exhaled sharply through my nose, my anger bubbling just beneath the surface. Did he think I was joking when I told him to leave? I squared my shoulders and headed toward the guest house, the cool night air doing little to soothe my irritation. “Noah,” I muttered under my breath, my strides long and purposeful. “Of all the people Adam keeps around, it
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~AdamThe sun was barely up, but my day was already in full swing. My phone was practically glued to my hand, its screen lighting up every other second with messages, calls, and reminders. A week to go until the wedding, and everything had to be perfect. No exceptions.“Morning, Mr. Groom-to-be,” teased Tom, my best man and oldest friend, when I answered his call.“Tom, don’t start. It’s too early for your nonsense,” I muttered, scrolling through my schedule.“Too early? Dude, it’s practically noon,” he quipped. “But seriously, do you need anything? Last-minute freak-outs? Dress code issues? Cold feet?”I groaned. “No, Tom. Everything’s under control.”“We’ll see about that,” he said, laughter in his voice. “Anyway, don’t forget tonight. The bachelor’s eve is sacred. No excuses.”“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be there,” I replied, already tuning him out as I started another round of calls.The rest of the morning flew by in a blur of logistics. First, I confirmed the catering. Then the florist. T
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~Charlotte The hum of the car engine was almost soothing as I steered through the morning traffic. The city was just waking up, and the streets were already bustling with life—coffee carts on corners, joggers navigating sidewalks, and cars weaving in and out of lanes like an intricate dance. I should have been thinking about the tasks waiting for me at the office, but my mind was miles away, trapped in a storm of unease. Then it hit me like a slap. Noah and Dylan. Their stares. They hadn’t said anything outright, but the way they watched Adam and me recently—especially now that we were on cloud nine—felt like a storm brewing. Their eyes held something sinister, like they knew something that could shatter the fragile peace I had built with Adam. My hands tightened on the wheel. The thought planted a seed of panic in my chest, and I couldn’t shake it. What if they were going to reveal my secret? The one thing I’d buried deep, swearing never to let it see the light of
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CharlotteThe engine hummed softly beneath me as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles white against the leather. The sun was low in the sky, casting golden streaks across the horizon, but I couldn’t appreciate its beauty. My mind was far too cluttered with thoughts of Dylan and his incessant calls. “What does he even expect me to do?” I muttered, my voice sharp in the enclosed space of the car. “Choose him over Adam?” A bitter laugh escaped my lips. The idea was absurd. Adam, with his unwavering kindness, his protective nature, and the way he made me feel like I was the center of his world, was everything Dylan never was. “He chose Eleanor over me,” I spat, the memory burning like acid in my chest. “He didn’t know then, but now he wants to come back and ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to me?” The words hung in the air, filling the car with tension as if I could argue with my own thoughts. I pressed harder on the gas pedal, the car speeding down the empty road.
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~DylanI paced back and forth in my apartment, the phone pressed tightly against my ear. Each ring felt like a hammer pounding against my chest, the sound mocking me as it echoed through the silence. “Pick up, Charlotte,” I muttered under my breath. My thumb hovered over the call button again, ready to redial her number for what must have been the tenth time this morning. Ever since I heard the news of Charlotte and Adam’s engagement, I hadn’t known a moment of peace. The thought of losing her—truly losing her—was suffocating. When I first found out their marriage was just a business arrangement, it was like a lifeline. I told myself I still had a chance, that I could fix things between us, that she would see reason. But now? Now they were planning to get married for real. That was it. That would be the end of us. I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. The image of Charlotte wearing Adam’s ring, standing by his side, looking at him with the same s
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~CharlotteAdam’s arm was draped across my waist, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he slept beside me. The soft morning light streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden glow. I turned my head to look at him, his face serene, lips slightly parted as he breathed deeply. For the past week, our lives had been blissfully quiet. Ever since he proposed, it felt like nothing in the world could touch us. The entire family had been stunned when we revealed the truth about our previous wedding being a mere facade, orchestrated for business purposes. Naturally, there were plenty of whispers and judgments when we shared it with the public. Some called us frauds, while others admired our honesty and the love that had blossomed despite the circumstances. But none of it mattered. Not when Adam looked at me the way he did. Not when he held me like I was the most precious thing in his life. I reached out, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead, smiling as I pressed
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~Charlotte The warm Mediterranean breeze brushed against my face as I stood on the balcony of our suite, gazing out at the stunning Amalfi Coast. The sapphire-blue waters sparkled under the golden sunlight, and the faint hum of laughter and clinking glasses drifted up from the piazza below. It had been a week since Adam and I reconciled, and true to his word, he’d been doing everything to show me how much he cared. This trip to Positano was his way of making up for lost time, and though I was hesitant at first, I couldn’t deny how magical it felt to be here with him. “Charlotte,” Adam called from inside, his voice warm and light. “Are you going to stare at the view all day, or will you come have breakfast with me?” I turned to find him leaning against the doorframe, his eyes crinkled with that boyish smile of his. He looked relaxed, wearing a white linen shirt and beige shorts, the coastal sun highlighting the golden tones in his hair. “I was just enjoying the view,” I said,
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~CharlotteJasmine and I sat on her worn yet cozy couch, the smell of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the faint lavender scent of her candles. The TV played Adam’s press conference on loop, his voice echoing in the room. “And finally,” Adam said, his tone heavy with emotion, “to Charlotte. I owe you the biggest apology of all. I was blind to the truth, and in doing so, I hurt the one person who has always been my light.” My heart fluttered, and my chest tightened as I watched him look directly at the camera, his gaze filled with sincerity. “I’m sorry for all the pain I caused. I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I’ll spend the rest of my life proving to you that I can be the man you thought I was. I love you, Charlotte.” I felt a lump form in my throat, tears threatening to spill as his words replayed in my mind. Jasmine nudged me, her grin wide. “Well, well, well, looks like someone is a lovebird again.” “Stop it, Jasmine,” I said, wiping the corner of my eye quickl
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~AdamBy the time I arrived at the press conference venue, the weight on my shoulders felt unbearable. The room was already filling with reporters, their chatter loud and insistent, like vultures circling a fresh carcass. My security detail cleared a path through the sea of flashing cameras and eager eyes, and I forced myself to maintain a steady gait despite the turmoil churning inside me. The event staff had set up a podium at the front of the room. Its presence seemed both unassuming and daunting, as though it were waiting to swallow me whole. I climbed the small steps leading to the stage, adjusted my tie, and stepped behind the podium. My hands rested on the edges, gripping them tightly to stop the slight tremor in my fingers. The room was stifling, the air heavy with tension. My throat felt dry, and I reached for the glass of water placed on the stand beside me. I took a quick sip, the coolness a momentary relief. Then, I adjusted the microphone, scanning the room filled wit
