All Chapters of Substitute Bride Of The Disabled CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aston:I watched my supposed wife ran off in the distance, and I had a puzzled expression on my face. My hands were fists, and I found myself worried. Did I know right?“Should we get going?” Lucas asked with raised brows. My assistant who has also been helping me around to places asked me.I stared towards where my wife ran to. I didn't want to leave her alone, but her words repeated in my head. I was shocked I didn't know what else to do.“Go home…” I heard her words in my head, and I sighed. Even when I wanted to go after her, I figured that there was no need for that to happen since she told me she would meet me at home.“Let’s get going….” I explained, and he nodded. Lucas didn't utter a single word. He was quiet, as he pushed me towards the car.When that happened, he helped me into the car, and placed the wheelchair into the trunk. I didn't do anything else.In the car, I was quiet, staring at my hands. The fact that the words of the nurse played in my head constantly was somet

Aston:I rolled myself out of the room, and towards my study, pondering nonstop about what she was saying. It wasn't making sense. What she said wasn't colliding with the expression I noticed there. There was fear, tension, and worry. Also, I clearly heard the nurse mention something about her mother being in the hospital.Was I going crazy? It was something I didn't really understand, and I wished to share it with someone.As soon as I sighed, there was a knock on my door. I furrowed my brows because I wasn't expecting anyone, but then I decided to allow whoever it was in.“Come in…” i uttered just like I said, the door was pushed open, revealing Lucas. He walked in, closing the door behind him.“Sit.” I instructed, gesturing to the seat opposite me. I didn't mind at all. I was in need of someone to talk to, so him being here was the perfect opportunity.“The young miss is back. You said you were going to talk to her, and a few minutes later, I see you leaving your room for the study

Nicole:Was it just me, or was the day going faster, and I was closer to almost losing my mom. Soon it was going to be three days, and her situation will no longer be managed.My heart drummed, and I tried not to cry. I was starting to feel depressed inside. I knew my mother wouldn't survive so I was already staring to have myself for anything that would be involved at this point,I wasn't really sure I cared, all I wanted was simple. I wanted her to be alright, but the universe hayd me so much.My life her to be this hard. Everything was taken away from me, and now my mother was about to be added to the list.As I thought, something caught my attention. My page was beeping, and I found it was ste doctor incharge of my mother's case.“He's paging?” I felt a glimmer of hope but immediately killed it when I recalled his response to the request I gave yesterday.Maybe he was actually calling me to tell me about all I was going through. He wanted me to know more about how important the su

Nicole:I walked out of the doctors office, and that was when I noticed that he wasn't kidding. I thought I had fallen into a dream or something but it wasn't so.I was so worried about the way things had turned out. I was worried that he might have found out, but how? Did he trail me? Did he find someone to spy on me? Was he so worried that he came to my work place without my knowledge?Something was off. I didn't know how to face him now. I was so worried about getting to face him especially if he proceeded to ask me another question. I didn't know if I could answer the questions he was going to ask, but I was going to try because I knew it wasn't going to be as easy as I was expecting it to be. My hands wrapped around the whole thing. I needed time to move quicker than usual.Wait what was I saying? Did I really need to worry about how he found out? Even when that was really important, I noticed that here was still a way to go around it. He was going to ask questions, or maybe not,

Nicole:“He wanted to hear the truth?” I was shocked to hear what he had to say. I didn't even know how to start, and I paused. The food that was already in my mouth refused to go down my throat. Maybe because it was hard for it to go, or maybe it was just me.I swallowed. I was worried about the way things were. I didn't know to tell him the truth was so worrisome for me. I was breathing hard, and was confused. The way I wanted to speak out, but I felt like telling him was going to actually be bad.“The truth?” I asked, and there was no words. I didn't really know what else to say. I was feeling so worried because I feared he was going to hate me.“Yes the truth I want to hear the truth. Can you please tell me about it? I know you are going through a lot right now, and I have a feeling that you think I'll be angry, but I won't i just want to hear the full story.”Finally seeing that there was nowhere to hide, I decided to actually tell him. I placed my fork back on the plate, and he