All Chapters of The Substitute Wife of a Paralyzed CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Victoria stood beside Logan who was undergoing light exercises with his therapist. Her hands were busy going over the previous therapy notes, checking for any progress since the last session. The changes in the formerly stiff muscles were now significant, and that brought her some relief.However, in the midst of it all, Victoria's mind was still full of anxiety. She barely slept last night, thinking about everything Logan had done for her and Abigail. What he had given her was so much more than she ever expected.“You don't have to do all this,” Victoria said finally, her voice almost a murmur. She tried to shift her focus to the acupuncture needles ready in her hands. “I'm afraid I can't repay you for all your kindness.”Victoria was grateful that Logan was willing to take the medicine she had specifically recommended. Under the supervision of Samuel's neuroscience colleague, the medicine was obtained with special care. And the progress Logan was making made Victoria feel relieved.

Victoria still remembered clearly the day her mother came to this house. Abigail's face paled when she saw the figure at the door. The little girl didn't say a word, but her fear was palpable. Victoria knew exactly what was going through her daughter's mind. Abigail was scared. Afraid that her grandmother was coming to take them back to the place that had been a nightmare.The fear lingered into the night. Abigail couldn't sleep peacefully. In her sleep, the little girl was delirious, calling Victoria over and over again in a heartbreaking voice. Victoria sat on the side of the bed, hugging her daughter's small body tightly, whispering soft words to make Abigail feel safe. However, how could she truly ensure that sense of security, if she herself was unsure of their future?“Mom...” Abigail's voice sounded softly, breaking the silence after Victoria finished reading her a bedtime story.Victoria looked at her softly, her hand reaching out to stroke A

Victoria entered the room with quiet steps, carrying a tray of snacks and a cup of low-caffeine green tea. Her gaze immediately fell on Logan sitting in a wheelchair, looking as calm as ever. Next to him, a man in a white coat stood with a clipboard in hand, ready to go about his business.“Good afternoon,” she greeted with a faint smile.Doctor Bernard Krum, a man with a round face and thinning hair, turned his head and immediately flashed a friendly smile. “Ah, you must be Victoria. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I heard a lot about you from Grace.”Victoria nodded politely, though inwardly there was a feeling of reluctance. “Yes, I'm Victoria. Thank you for taking the time to check on Mr. Logan.”Without being asked, she placed the tray on the small table near Logan. The reason was simple-if at any time Bernard tried to remove her from the room, she could argue that she was just taking Logan's order. However, t

“Uncle Logan,” Abigail's happy voice filled the room. The little girl stood in the doorway with her favorite stuffed unicorn tightly in her arms. Her eyes sparkled, full of excitement, while Victoria followed close behind.Logan turned around, his expression calmer than usual. Since morning, the man seemed to be in a good mood - something that rarely happened. If Victoria remembered correctly, she had even seen Logan smile a few times today. She didn't know what made him that way, but the house felt different when he wasn't his usual cold self.“Yes?” said Logan finally, keeping his speech short and to the point.“What do you want?” asked Abigail in a cheerful tone. “Today I'm going to the hospital to see Uncle Doctor. Mommy said it's a routine check-up. Afterward, I want to stop by the ice cream shop. Do you want some?”Logan looked at the little girl with an astonished expression. “I don't like sweets.”Abigail immediately looked down slightly, as if disappointed. “What about candy?

“Good night, Abby.”Victoria kissed her daughter's forehead lovingly. Abigail was already asleep, probably since a few minutes ago, while she was still busy reading the final part of the story of the journey of the Frog Prince and Sleeping Beauty.She took a deep breath, adjusting her daughter's blanket carefully. “I'd better get some sleep. It's been a long day,” she muttered softly.But before leaving the room, her eyes fell back on Abigail's innocent, sleeping face. The image of the incident at the ice cream shop was still lingering in her mind - her daughter's sad look, the trembling voice when she said that she didn't want to see Lucy anymore.The guilt still lingered in her heart.A soft knock on the door interrupted her reverie.“Mrs. Victoria.”Victoria opened the door immediately. Rosa stood in the doorway with a slight bow, her expression calm as ever.“Mr. Logan is waiting for you in his office.”Her brow furrowed. This was unusual. Logan rarely asked to see her this late a