All Chapters of Married To The Disabled CEO : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The weeks that followed Ethan’s decision to re-enter the business world were a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He felt a strange blend of confidence and hesitation, as if each step forward was a monumental leap into the unknown. But with Emma by his side, guiding him, supporting him, he felt like he could tackle whatever came next.It wasn’t easy. The weight of his responsibilities, both personal and professional, still weighed on him. His injury, though slowly improving, was a constant reminder of his vulnerabilities. But every time he found himself slipping into doubts, Emma’s voice, calm and assuring, brought him back to the present moment.They had settled into a routine. Each day, Ethan worked from home, attending meetings, making calls, and diving into the details of his businesses. Emma, although still not fully employed, had found herself taking on more and more responsibility in his recovery process. She was his assistant, his therapist, his confidante. The lines between t

The city was alive with energy as the sun rose higher in the sky, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. Ethan sat at his desk, the weight of his responsibilities heavy on his shoulders, but something had shifted within him. He wasn’t the same man who had walked into his office just months ago, overwhelmed by the pressure and isolation that came with being the CEO. Now, his perspective had changed, and it was all thanks to Emma.As the phone call ended, he set the receiver back down with a sigh of relief. Today had started like any other, but for the first time, it felt different. The meetings, the decisions, the paperwork—it didn’t all seem as urgent or as impossible to navigate. For the first time in a long time, Ethan felt a flicker of hope, and that flicker was growing into something more.“Everything alright?” Emma’s voice interrupted his thoughts. She appeared in the doorway, her presence calm and steady. She had been with him since the morning, and though she wasn’t w

Ethan Johnson was a man who had faced countless challenges in his life, but nothing had prepared him for the whirlwind that had become his everyday existence. Between his recovery, the company drama, and his growing bond with Emma, it seemed like life had decided to throw everything at him at once. And yet, for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like he was drowning. He felt like he was standing at the edge of a storm, ready to fight back. The morning started quietly. Ethan sat in his study, poring over the financial reports Emma had handed him the night before. Despite her lack of formal training, her insights were sharp, and her suggestions had opened his eyes to new possibilities. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride as he thought about her. Emma was proving to be far more than he had expected—and he was grateful for her presence in his life. But the peace of the morning didn’t last long. His phone buzzed on the desk, interrupting his thoughts. He picked it up an

The following morning, Emma awoke to the soft rustling of papers in the study. She padded down the hall, still in her oversized sweatshirt, and paused at the door. Ethan sat in his wheelchair, engrossed in a thick file, his brow furrowed in concentration.A pang of admiration surged through her. Despite everything—the accident, his condition, the corporate chaos—Ethan remained resolute, refusing to let his disability define him."You’re up early," she remarked, stepping inside.Ethan glanced up, his gray eyes softening when they met hers. “Couldn’t sleep. Still a lot to do before the LuxTech deal is finalized.”Emma crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe. “You should rest. You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”“I’m fine,” he said dismissively, though the slight bags under his eyes betrayed his words.Emma sighed, walking over to the desk. She plucked the pen from his hand and set it down. “Fine or not, you’re taking a break. Doctor’s orders.”Ethan arched a brow, a smirk tu

The morning after the proposal was a quiet one. Ethan sat at the kitchen table, staring out the large windows that framed the sprawling garden. Emma was humming in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, a sight that had become more familiar and comforting in the past months.A soft smile played on Ethan’s lips as he watched her move around the kitchen, her presence filling the space in a way he never thought possible. After everything they’d been through—the contract, the therapy, the challenges—he found himself in a place he never imagined: truly happy.“Are you just going to stare at me all day, or are you going to help me with breakfast?” Emma teased, glancing over her shoulder.Ethan chuckled. “I’m just admiring how you’ve taken over my kitchen,” he replied with a wink. “You know, you’re a far better chef than I ever was.”Emma grinned, setting a plate of pancakes down in front of him. “I think I’m just a good caretaker,” she said lightly, but there was something more in her eyes—a qui