Creak! The cranking sound of a wheelchair resounded in a pathway as a young man in his late twenties wheeled himself toward his wife's room to meet her. As his hand reached for the doorknob and was about to pull it, he heard a furious roar. “Let me guess, you are leaving again, aren't you? Is that what you have come to tell me? Huh? August reed! Tell me! Is that what you came to tell me?” Caroline, his wife who was drowned in her never-ending thoughts, upon noticing it was him, bellowed with red eyes. “Yes, I have to go, Caroline. But I promise I won't take long,” August replied as he went ahead to push the door open and wheeled in. Hearing this, Caroline was more furious. The frown on her face deepened, and she looked around looking for something she could use to vent her anger on him. Just then, she caught a glimpse of a glass cup beside her and without thinking twice, she grabbed it and hurled it at him. Ever since she married August, her life had never been the same.

Inhaling deeply, August clutched the edge of his wheelchair and tried to lift himself. Perhaps if he was able to reach where Caroline was and hug her to console her, then she might stop crying. That was what he thought, but it didn't seem like his legs agreed to it. The more he tried, the harder it was for him but he kept trying. Caroline, who was crying looked up to see this, and a smirk curled up on her sorrowful face. “What are you planning to do? Get up with those condemned legs? “You are helpless already so I see no reason why you'll want to waste your energy. Have you forgotten you wanted to leave before? Just save that energy for your mistress. I'm sure she will need it.” Caroline rebuked coldly and even chuckled to her heart of contempt. However, August ignored her and kept on trying to get up. He was determined to prove her wrong, but first, his legs had to agree to it. He kept pushing. His teeth gritted as he cursed at his weakness. He used to be a fearsome man, som

“Shut up! How dare you? Are you in the right state of your mind at all? Or has your brain turned into dust? How dare you talk to your brother like that?” Ms Winston retorted furiously with knitted lines on her forehead. She had always regarded the males in the family to be the stronghold and also the backbone of the family whereas someone like Caroline could never hold a torch to them. How dare she talk like that when she was just a housewife? She was supposed to be at home taking care of her crippled husband and thus was supposed to hand over the company at once, yet, she was seemingly stubborn. It seemed she had to be taught a thorough lesson. Seeing she was siding with him as expected, Mark felt more thrilled. Now he was sure Caroline would have no choice but to give in. “Look here, I am warning you for the last time. Take that pen and sign off the ownership of the company to your brother or else I won't hesitate to kick you out of the family. “You should be grateful that your

After August and his wife left the villa, he led her into the car and drove off to their house. All along, Caroline didn’t say anything nor could she bring herself to be harsh to him anymore. He was no longer the cripple but someone strong who had just defended her from her family who wanted to take over everything she painstakingly built. In thirty minutes, they arrived home. Once again August led her to her room and tucked her under the sheet. She hadn’t been getting enough sleep ever since and tomorrow she would be busier, it would be better if she got enough rest lest she get dark circles around her eyes. “Take some rest okay? We will go to your company tomorrow, and you will handle things,” August said as he wrapped the sheet around her and also kissed her forehead. He was about to go when she grabbed his hand. He twirled his head only to find her eyes that had emotion in them. Furthermore, he knew she wanted to apologize and thanked him for defending her, but he didn’t thin

As the men approached, Caroline panicked and immediately stood in front of August to shield him. How could she let these scary-looking men hurt her husband? If such were to happen, then she wouldn’t be able to live with the guilt of knowing she was the cause of why he was crippled again.Though she had yet to talk about it, deep in her mind she was happy that he could now walk again, yet these men wanted to return him to that state. Of course not she wouldn’t let them.“August, quick, leave at once before they get here.” She said, her heart palpitating in her chest.Standing behind her, August was quite stunned. He felt touched, not only by her actions but by her words too. Does this mean she cared about him? The thought alone made a thrill surge inside his body.“Don’t let him escape! Make sure to cripple him up!” Mark quickly yelled out to his men lest August run away.“And who said I’ll run away?” August sneered before pulling his wife to his back. “Don’t worry wife, I’m not a weak