All Chapters of The Substitute Wife of a Paralyzed CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It took thirty minutes by subway to reach the library downtown. It was conveniently located not far from the hospital where Abigail was being treated, which could be reached by bus. Victoria deliberately arrived early, ensuring she had enough time to find the references she needed.The library building stands majestically, predominantly white with five floors rising up. Although Victoria had been back in the city for five years, this was the first time she had set foot in the place. Back in the day, when she was still pursuing her doctor's degree, the library was a familiar place for her-an escape as well as a space to realize her dreams.He stepped in with light steps, greeting the librarian for information. "The shelf alley you're looking for is on the third floor," the clerk explained kindly. Victoria nodded politely, then immediately headed to the floor in question.Her fingers trailed down the rows of books, reading one by one the titles on their backs. The

The hospital room was cold, colder than usual. Dazzling white lights glowed on the pale gray walls, creating a silent and depressing atmosphere. The machines in the corner of the room hummed with a monotonous rhythm, reminding us how fragile life is.Victoria stood at Abigail's bedside, clasping her daughter's small, pale fingers. Abigail lay with an IV attached to her arm. Today was an important day, a blood transfusion that would determine her health condition. Victoria promised to be by her side from the beginning.“Mom... it hurts,” Abigail whispered in a weak voice. Her big eyes were glazed over, trying to look strong even though her little body convulsed for a moment as the needle began to work. Victoria couldn't bear to see the pain on her daughter's face, but she had to be strong.Victoria gently stroked Abigail's hair, trying to hold back the tears that were welling up. “Mommy's here, sweetie. It's okay. You're doing great. Abby's a brave girl.”Abigail gave a small nod, thou

That morning, Victoria stood in the kitchen, making breakfast for Logan with the head chef. The kitchen was bustling with activity, but Victoria still felt like she was being watched. The feeling didn't completely go away even though Ben had made sure everything was safe.The head chef presented a plate of vegetable omelette with grilled salmon, accompanied by whole wheat bread and fresh orange juice. “This should be healthy enough for Mr. Logan,” he said with a friendly smile.Victoria nodded, took the tray and led it to the dining room. There, Logan was already sitting in his chair, his face as cold as ever. Next to him, Ben stood relaxed, as if always ready to take orders.“Good morning, Mr. Logan,” she greeted softly as she placed the breakfast in front of him. Although there was concern that Logan would refuse, Victoria was determined to make sure Logan's intake supported his recovery.Logan gave his food a quick glance, then

Victoria strode into the kitchen with a confident stride, even though her heart was still in Logan's angry outburst in the room this afternoon. She had promised to pay attention to the man's food since therapy began. So tonight, she decided to cook for herself.“What's for dinner tonight, Head Chef?” she asked as she tightened her apron.The Head Chef, a middle-aged man with a friendly face, nodded respectfully before replying, “We have a supply of steak, fresh vegetables, and tuna fillets. You want to use any ingredients, I'll prepare them right away.”Victoria smiled slightly. “Thank you, Head Chef.”“I can't really let you cook, but I'm glad Mr. Logan finished his breakfast and lunch today. I'll help you cook whatever you want, Mrs. Victoria.”“You're overreacting,” Victoria replied as she began selecting ingredients. She chose a quality beef steak, potatoes, fresh mushrooms, and salad

“Good night, darling,” Victoria whispered softly as she kissed Abigail's forehead. The little girl was already asleep, her breathing was regular, and her face looked smiling even in sleep.Abigail's peaceful face warmed Victoria's heart. It was as if all the fatigue and pain of her life disappeared just by seeing her daughter sleeping like this. When was the last time she felt this happy? Victoria never imagined something like this would happen to her poor life. She thought it wouldn't be easy to get out of that house because the only place I could go home to, was that house.But the reality she was living in now, was completely unexpected.“Never mind, why should I remember the past,” Victoria muttered, shaking her head lightly. She stroked Abigail's hair lovingly before closing the bedroom door slowly, making sure no noise would disturb her daughter's sleep.As she stepped onto the stairs, Victoria's intention was simple: to enjoy a warm cup of tea in the evening air. But her steps