“You haven't answered my question. Or aren't you going to answer my question?”“Are you trying to say that I'm not in my right senses, Miss Sarah?” Chloe asked in a cold and dominant tone. Sarah lowered her head in shame and turned to Adrian, who glared at her with a cold look on his face. “How is this possible?” She asked in a low tone as she leaned closer to Adrian, who stepped backward. “Learn to maintain social distance. Or have you suddenly lost your etiquette?” He asked and she bit on her lower lips. She didn't dare to talk back because she knew that she would end up in trouble and she wouldn't want that for herself. She lowered her head and kept quiet. Chloe ignored the look on her face and turned to Adrian, who nodded his head at her. She walked closer to him and crooked her hand into his hand. “How did we look? Don't we look good together, Miss Sarah?” She asked. “I don't. Why are you asking me, ma'am?” Sarah asked in an annoyed tone and she chuckled. “Oh, that's rig
The gentlemen stared at her with a surprised look as she yelled at them with a cold look on her face. She seems agitated and angry at them as though they'd done something wrong. They've done something wrong but they didn't expect her to be so angry because it had to do with Adrian, who happened to be a handicap. Why is she so concerned about him? For the past few times they've met, they know that she doesn't get involved with anyone. But why is she defending Adrian like there's more to their relationship? The man, who seemed interested in her, stroked his chin and stared at her with a confused look on her face. “If I may ask, what's wrong with you, madam Chloe?” The man asked in a calm tone and she turned to him with a cold gaze on her face. “How dare you ask me such a question after addressing him as a riff-raff?” She asked in a cold tone and he snapped. “What is he if he isn't a riff-raff, huh? He's just a handicapped man anyway,” the man retorted in a frustrated tone and sh
“What do you want, Martin? And why are you here?” The General asked in a cold tone and Martin smiled. “You can be here so why can't I be here? Don't you think that's too cruel to think only you will enjoy the scenario?” Martin asked as he walked toward them.“You know that's not what I mean so tell me why you're here,” he said. “You're indeed a smart man, General. I heard a familiar name so I decided to come and check him out myself.”“Adrian, isn't he?” Martin asked and chuckled gently. “What an interesting name!”“What are you planning to do? Don't you dare to do anything to him,” the General said nervously and Martin chuckled coldly. “Aren't you the one who claimed that he isn't the illegitimate doctor? Why are you nervous?”“What are you hiding from us, General?” He asked. “I'm not hiding anything from you so you should keep quiet and get the hell out of my face,” the General said and Martin bowed his head slightly. “Can someone explain what's happening here?”“What are you
Adrian arched his eyebrows and turned back with a confused and suspicious look on his face as he heard a voice from behind. He stared at the man with uncertainty in his heart. He didn't know whether the man was someone he should avoid or not. How did he know that he was a doctor? He also came to the scenes and left when he realized that it was fake. “What's the problem? Won't you treat him, Mr. Adrian?” The man asked and he took a deep breath. He decided to play along because he wasn't sure whether the man knew he was a doctor or not. And besides, he hasn't seen anyone with such personality in that little town. Even if the man had heard of him, he wouldn't address him in such a way too. “Why should I? Do I look like a doctor to you?” He asked in a cold tone as he clenched his crutches firmly. “Aren't you a doctor?” The man asked and he scoffed. “Maybe you should tell me my profession then and where you've seen me treated before,” he replied and the man scoffed. “You're smarte
"Where is that so-called douchebag?""Why can't I find him in the kitchen?""Get the hell out of your bed, you lazy ass. Adrian!"Adrian staggered up from the bed and groaned out with a frustrated look on his face as he got interrupted by the scream and ranting of his wife's mother, his mother-in-law. He rubbed his head with a sigh. "Not again," he mumbled and took a deep breath as his gaze landed on the crutches standing by the wall side beside the bed. "What are you doing there, Adrian? Get your lazy butt out of that bed," he bit his lower lips and looked up at his mother-in-law, Brianna, who was standing by the door with a cold and fierce expression on her face. He swallowed the lump in his throat as his gaze landed on the expression that was on her face. She wasn't here to play games with him. She looked serious. "Good morning mum. Hope…" he couldn't finish his statement when he got interrupted by her. "What's good about the morning, huh? Tell me.""I woke up this morning and
Andrea's eyes reddened in anger as he watched Brian wrap his hand around his wife's waist. It was no surprise to him when she pulled his hand from her waist and glared at Brian. He wanted to rush toward the bastard who dared to abuse him of his incapability to walk in the presence of his wife but he couldn't so he calmed his nerves. He was angrier at his wife that she couldn't shun or scold Brian when he was berating him in her presence. All she could do was watch her so-called business partner.He ignored Brian like he didn't exist and faced his wife. He moved closer to her while clutching his crutches firmly. "How was work today? And hope it wasn't stressful," he said even though his heart was burning with rage. He believed she had no strength to scold Brian because she might be tired and it was unlike her not to defend him even in an ugly situation.She works in one of the most popular publishing houses as a reporter and a part-time model because of her exquisite beauty. "Yes,
"What is this I am hearing?" He asked himself in dismay. His heart skipped in fear and his eyes burned with fury. Although he was hearing her voice clearly, he didn't believe she could do such a thing. And besides, that was their matrimonial bedroom. Even if she doesn't love him, she has to respect him. He held the knob of the door with uncertainty in his heart. He was wondering whether to open the door or not. He didn't know whether he was ready to see what she was doing in the room moaning in pleasure. As much as he wanted to know, he didn't want to get his heart broken. He'd gotten his legs broken, he wouldn't want her to break his heart again. "What are you doing with him, Sandra?" He asked in a cold tone, held the knob of the door firmly with his hand shivering, and pushed it. Just as he was about to open the door, someone grabbed his right hand from behind and pulled him backward. He arched his eyebrows and looked up then his gaze landed on his mother-in-law, madam Brianna
Adrian frowned and squeezed his face after reading the last word of the letter. She bought a set of expensive suits for him? Isn't that ridiculous? Once again, she had downgraded him again. "Who did she think she is?" He asked himself with a cold look on his face and frowned. He clenched the paper firmly till it shredded into pieces. He threw the pieces of paper into the trash bin and walked into the master bedroom. He squeezed his face as his gaze landed on the red and black suit that was lying on the bed. Although it wasn't brand new, no one would be able to tell because it looked classy but with few flaws. If she could go as far as buying a suit for him because she didn't want him to disgrace her then he wouldn't wear the dress. He wondered what she was going to do to him. He doesn't care. He was prepared for whatever that might happen. He walked into the bathroom and dropped the crutches on the floor beside the bathtub then he entered it. He sighed deeply as he stared at th