All Chapters of Married To The Crippled CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aurora POVYour wedding day, the day that’s supposed to be the happiest day of your life, a day that’s memorable and unforgettable because you are walking down the aisle to meet with the man you will love forever, the man you are going to swear your commitment with. It’s supposed to be an enjoyable day filled with people you love, your family being the happiest folks, your father staring at you in nothing but pure happiness, but sadly, mine was the opposite. It’s the worst day of my life, a day I continually prayed in my heart wasn’t going to be real. I remember two weeks ago, when they broke the news to me, I was getting married to Dexter King in place of my sister. At first, it felt like I was dreaming. Surely, no way I would be getting married to him. The world doesn’t even know the Brown family has two daughters. Katie has been in the spotlight ever since, so why am I getting married to him? But of course, I know I can’t question their decision. I have never questione

Aurora POVI walked inside the house, exhausted. I was just coming back from work and I just wanted to have my bath and crash on my bed, but of course that won’t be possible today as I met Dexter in the living room, he was sitting on the couch, some files on it with his laptop on his lap. After that horrible night, I made sure I was steered clear of his way. It’s been two weeks and I can finally resume work. It’s been lonely in this mansion and resuming work has been refreshing. I ignored him, trying to work faster to the elevator.“Come back here,” he snapped. I sighed, stopping in my tracks. I turned around, walking towards him. I inspected him and I couldn’t help but wonder, why is he so handsome. And with how long his legs are, I can see he will be very tall when standing. I couldn’t deny the fact that he is the most handsome man I have ever seen. He has the most beautiful olive skin, with grey eyes which honestly complement his skin, and those jaws. What I would do to run my fing

Aurora POVI stood in front of his door, checking the time on my phone. Mary said, 8 pm on the dot, and I wanted to keep to time so he won’t get more angry at me. The clock turned 8, and I knocked gently on his door. “Come in,” he grumbled from behind the door. I took a deep breath, opening the door, and his room was dim; not much light was on. I looked around the room because he wasn’t on the bed. “Here,” his deep voice said, and I flinched, turning to my side. I held my chest, looking at him; he was seated on the couch. I walked to him, and he was holding his phone, checking the time.“Right in time,” he said, and I could barely make out his face.“Have your seat,” he said, and I sat in front of him, using my phone to see. The lights turned on after he snapped his finger, and I could finally see. I looked at him, and I couldn’t control the laugh I burst. I laughed out loud, covering my mouth to muffle the sound of my laughter, but it only made it worse. He frowned, and I laughed m

Aurora POVThe door opened, and a man walked in carrying a suitcase. He smiled as he looked at Mr. King on the bed, bowing his head a bit.“Good to see you, Mr. King. Hope you’ve been well.” He asked and Dexter nodded his head.“You must be his bride; it’s nice to meet you. I am Dr. Kyle,” he said, outstretching his hand. I smiled, shaking him politely.“Aurora,” I said. He smiled, nodding his head. Then he sat on the bed.“Time for your monthly checkup. How do you feel, Mr. King?” he asked. “I feel the same way, no results. The drugs are barely doing anything, and these days I am starting to get repeated headaches, and it’s affecting my left eye; it’s sometimes hard to see,” he complained. The doctor nodded his head, checking his eyes.“We will need to get you some glasses,” he said, and I frowned.“Aren’t you going to do some eye test to know the cause of the headache and sudden blindness?” he asked. That was exactly what I was thinking.“You worry too much, Mr. King; the headache

Aurora POVAfter Dexter slept off, I stayed for a while, making sure he was asleep. Then I stood up, looking for his drugs. It was on the centre table, and I sighed, looking at it. I seriously doubt I would allow him to take these pills; if he tries to take them, I would feel so guilty, but how do I stop him from taking them? He takes them every day, and Dr. James hasn’t given me the other pills. “What do I do?” I mumbled, running a hand through my hair. I bite my lips. Maybe I should cook him dinner while pondering what to do. I breathe out, leaving his room and heading to the kitchen. I got to the kitchen, and Mary, with two maids, was cooking. I entered, washing my hands and wearing an apron. I went to look for all my ingredients, and thankfully, they had all the ingredients. I am going to cook him a tasty soup with freshly made garlic bread by the side. And of course some fruits. I will handle his food from now on, and I will make sure it’s all healthy. The drugs need to wea