All Chapters of Married To The Crippled CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aurora POV“We were able to turn it into a syringe; this should last for a week, one in the morning and the other at night. It was going to take more time to make, so I told them to do this for it to last a week before then. The remaining would be ready,” he said, showing me the syringe. I nod my head, collecting it.“When you get home, discard all the pills and put this in; they have almost the same shape, so he won’t be able to notice,” he said, and I looked at the pills.“What about the drugs you wanted to check?” I asked. He nodded his head.“I was getting to that. So the first one we checked the content, and the content was banned. Anyone caught using it would be locked up for a long time,” he said, and I was confused.“This drug is addictive; most drug abuse cases are people using this drug. If he has been taking it, he is supposed to be having some mild symptoms. Change in moods, hallucination, then slowly it gets worse, and he starts having mental illness, talking to himself, a

Aurora POVWe were in the afternoon, and I was sitting around in his room as he attended to some work on his laptop. We have had breakfast since, and of course, I added the drug to his food, which he didn’t notice. I am thankful he gave me permission to be the one attending to him, so it would be easier. I left his room when I got a call. What I ordered was here, and the men helped me take it to the room using the elevator. Dexter looked at us as we entered the room, and he was confused.“You can drop it there,” I said, pointing to the right-hand side of his room, leading to the balcony. They dropped it, and I smiled.“Thank you,” I said, and they nodded their heads, leaving. Dexter looked at me.“What is that?” he asked. I smiled, taking the small knife on the plate, and I tore open the carton. He watched me as I unboxed it.“Is that a massage chair?” he asked, and I smiled, removing everything.“Surprise!” I yelled, looking at me, and his mouth hung open. I frowned; he doesn’t like

Aurora POVToday was Friday, and I have done the necessary shopping for tonight’s party. Dexter’s mood has been sour, and I can’t seem to put my hands on what could probably be making him moody. Is there someone he is hoping not to see at the party? Or is there someone he is avoiding? I have asked myself tonnes of times what could be wrong with him, but I have no idea, and I decided not to ask about it, remembering what happened last I asked.“I will get ready,” I said, looking at the time. The party is at 8, and the time is 6, so I have more than enough time to get ready.“Have it,” he said, handing me a bag. I collected the bag, confused about what was inside. I opened it, and an emerald green material stared back at me. I removed the cloth from the bag, staring at the beautiful, simple gown. It’s a long gown with a slit at the front. The gown is armless, and the quality of the material is screaming luxury. I actually shopped for a similar colour, but the quality can’t be compared t

Aurora POVThe party has been in a full swing, and everyone seems to be socialising. Well, everyone except my family. They have been giving me death stares since the party started. I saw Richie leave; he went to talk to some ladies. Richie is the only person in the family who never raised his hand on me or treated me badly, but he always ignored my existence. He is quite different from Liam.Liam is the first son and the one who is going to take over the Brown empire, and he is just like father. Richie prefers his simple life of ignoring his family and sleeping with the hottest models. He has been engaged in a lot of dating scandals and never seems to be stopping soon. “The way you eat, I am afraid for your stomach,” Dexter said, and I turned to him, swallowing the fudge cake.“I can’t help it,” I said, and he shook his head at me.“That is enough, Aurora, too much sugar,” he said, and I think he was right. I feel full now, so I will stop. I took a glass of water, drank it slowly, and

Aurora POVThe car ride was really quiet. I was so lost in thought. I was finding it hard to believe he would do that, and for what? I admired the jewellery like everyone else; I didn’t expect him to get it. I feel so bad; I have no idea what to say. Soon, we got home, and they wheeled him to his room, dropping the necklace on the table, and they left. He breathed out, closing his eyes as he tried to stretch.“My back is so sore,” he mumbled, and I just kept looking at him, standing beside the bed. His eyes opened, and he looked at me and sighed.“You look like you have a thousand things to say,” he said, and I breathed out.“I just feel awkward,” I mumbled, playing with my nails.“Me buying you a piece of the necklace is awkward?” he asked.“It’s not just a piece, Dexter. It is more than half a million. Why would you get it in my name?” I asked.“Because you looked like you liked it,” he said, stating the obvious. I sighed.“I don’t deserve it,” I mumbled, and he gave me a long look.