Marriage contract with a Paralytic

Marriage contract with a Paralytic

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My name is Helen Fonseca, I am a young girl of the lower-middle class, recently graduated from high school and with the dream of studying nursing, but, my world changes radically when because of a serious illness in my mother, my father forces me to marry a man in a wheelchair; I do not know who he is, I do not know him, but it is said that he is an arrogant, cold, calculating and intimidating man, and that's not all, I will have to deal with that, and around him from this moment, what will happen? I don't know, the only thing that is clear to me is that I hate him with all my strength for forcing me to marry him, when I had a life made, a boyfriend, a life, and now I have to leave my whole life to contract a marriage contract with a paralytic.

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Chapter 1

chapter 1

Narrated by Helen.

There I was, on my way to marry a man in a wheelchair whom I didn't know, a man I detested for practically forcing me into this marriage; a man who was several years older than me and was forcing me to be forever tied to a paralytic.

Yes, as I mentioned before, a paralytic. And it's not that I'm a bad person who sees such individuals as lesser beings, quite the opposite; I admired them for overcoming their difficulties. But this Dylan Mayora was the cruelest man in the world.

My name is Helen Fonseca, daughter of a middle-class family. My father, Arturo Fonseca, an alcoholic man full of evil, had made life impossible for my mother and me since I can remember.

My mother's name is Andrea Palacios; she is a humble woman with a noble heart, a sweet woman for whom I would give my life if necessary.

But let me start from the beginning. I had just turned eighteen, and I was being forced to marry the CEO of the world's most important automotive company. My father was about to lose the house, drowning in debt because of his alcoholism. Due to this, his boss had made him sign a two-year marriage contract, so in exchange for saving our house and paying off his debts, I had to marry him. All because he needed a wife who would be willing to marry a paraplegic. And so, my father, being an employee of the monster Dylan Mayora, came up with the idea of giving away his own daughter in exchange for saving the mortgage and paying off his countless debts.

And there I was, the stupid girl who would do anything to see her family happy, even though my father didn't deserve it. But truth be told, I was doing it for my beautiful mother, who had been sick lately and needed a kidney transplant, and we couldn't afford it financially.

My mother tried to convince me to go far away, to be happy, to escape. She said that all she cared about was my happiness, the happiness of her only precious daughter. However, the mere thought of leaving my mother alone with that beast of a father made any doubt of getting married disappear from my mind.

"Dad, please! Don't do this to me! I promise to work extra hours, I'll quit studying, and we'll get the house back. I'll also find a way to get the transplant for Mom. We can even donate mine. Please, father, don't force me to marry that wheelchair-bound monster..."I was crying to my father on my knees, begging him to understand that please there were other ways.

“Shut up, Helen. Don't be selfish and think a little more about your mother. You'll thank me later, stupid. See that anyone would like to be in your place” he grabbed my strong hair while she spoke to me.

I was afraid of my father. That man, when he got angry, could hit anyone, so I stayed silent for the simple reason that I didn't want him to take it out on my poor mother later.

Minutes later I cleaned my makeup and adjusted my dress, to go out to the car that was waiting for me outside, to take me to my destination.

I hated Dylan Mayora, I hated him for asking my father that I be his wife, that he would give me up to him to condemn me to live with a twenty-seven-year-old man, when I was barely eighteen. And it wasn't that I knew him because I had never seen him in a magazine or had been introduced to him, since he was always studying and the little time that he didn't he was working to help with my mom's medicines, but I could imagine it. Many people feared him, for being a harsh man with a strong temperament. There were even people who said that he was a murderer who had killed his wife and his son, a few years ago; but I did not investigate much on the subject.

As soon as I got to the church, my legs were shaking. I wanted to cry, but I didn't want to embarrass my family, so I swallowed every single one of my tears. It was horrible what he was feeling. I wanted to live a full life, enjoy my youth at the university, go to a party or a disco for the first time, but I never thought that I should marry a decrepit old man and more in a wheelchair. That man was practically stealing my youth, stealing everything he dreamed of everything he wanted and what he had, which even if it wasn't enough, I appreciated it.

The wedding march was heard, and although it was not what I dreamed of, I wanted to observe everything around me; there were journalists and extremely unknown faces, I felt overwhelmed by so many things that I was experiencing, but even more, disappointed in my father.

My mother was in one of the chairs in front; her skin was so pale that she made me sad to look at her. She couldn't help but cry in pain, although many thought she was crying out of happiness because her daughter was marrying the man, she "loved".

I lifted my face and walked straight towards my destination, in the distance I could see a bearded man sitting in his wheelchair, his gaze was cold and intimidating, without any kind of expression. I swallowed thick with fear as my father handed me into his arms.

My father didn't say anything to him, he just nodded his head and the man looked at me and then turned to the father who was looking at us with joy, insinuating that he was having a wedding incited by love.

It's just… Shit! Could no one notice that I was dying while I was alive?

I turned my face without looking at my future husband to listen to the father who had started with the charlatanism that everyone says before him; I now pronounce you spouses.

"Mr. Dylan Mayora, do you accept Miss Helen Fonseca as your wife, to love and respect her in wealth, in poverty, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" asked the father.

I wanted the idiot to reconsider and realize that he was killing me while I was alive, that he was stealing my best years, that he was doing something to me that should never be done to a person: taking away their freedom.

"Yes, I accept" he answered without hesitation.

"And you, Miss Helen Fonseca, do you accept Mr. Dylan Mayora to love and respect him, in riches, in poverty, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

That phrase, “till death do us part” echoed in my head. And the room became silent when he realized that he did not respond. It was there that I looked at him squarely.

He was quite an attractive man. His long eyelashes made him look younger than he was, his lips were thick and quite pink, but his gaze, his gaze radiated terror.

"Aren't you going to answer?" she muttered in a harsh tone.

I looked at the father and threw away the words that would determine my destiny from that moment on.

"Yes, I accept".

“I declare you: husband and wife…”

The man didn't let the father finish, he signed some papers and threw them at me to grab his wheelchair and leave.

People started gossiping among themselves, while I felt like a fool. That man had humiliated her, so I had no choice but to leave as well.

I came home to my parents and changed my clothes. My mother packed my bags while she cried over what was happening.

"Don't cry mommy" I hugged her tight.

"Forgive me my girl, forgive me for not defending you from your father" she sobbed.

I put my forehead together with hers and kissed her on the lips as I did when I was little.

“I promise to come back for you mommy, I promise that I will separate you from my father's animal, just stay alive, okay? I do everything for your health, I loved you so much, old woman” she cried with a sharp pain in my chest. And it is that she had never separated me from my pretty old lady.

Seconds later I took my bags and left my house, without saying goodbye to my father. I didn't even want to look him in the face, the very idiot was sitting down, drinking in the living room chair, celebrating that he had finally gotten rid of me.

A black limousine was waiting for me in the street. An older man climbed out of it and opened the door for me to come inside.

"Leave that suitcase in the garbage can, miss, it's the lord's orders," the old man told me.

I clenched my fists in annoyance and took my tote bag out of it to take with me. The old man looked at me strangely, but he didn't say anything anyway. So, I put the suitcase down, upset, because I was so afraid of Dylan that he didn't want to disobey any of his orders.

During the trip I was silent for a few minutes. Tears ran down my face without avoiding it.

What would my life be like from then on? What awaited me after that? Would Dylan be an abuser? Questions surrounded my mind.

As soon as we arrived at the mansion my eyes marveled; It was a beautiful house, with three floors, but one of the floors was underground. I walked with the stuffed animal in my hand and went inside; my lips parted wide when I saw the wonderful place where I would live. The floor was shiny, so much so that my face was reflected in it, the paintings and statues made it look elegant. And a few seconds later, I walked carefully to the room that one of the servants had indicated to me.

"Mrs. Senior".

My cheeks flushed.

Hearing her call, me by a stranger's last name made me nauseated and angry at the same time, so I had to clench my fists to control myself.

"Yes, tell me" I looked at her with annoyance.

"This will be the room that you will share with the man, he left on a trip right now, but he asked me to tell him to feel comfortable and that he will arrive in a few days."

I was relieved not to see him for a few days, but on the other hand I was very nervous. The maid had given me the monster's room and just thinking that she was going to share a room with him gave me chills. When I was alone I took the opportunity to snoop around the room; there was an extra bed in the middle, with two nightstands on its sides, a woman's dresser in front of it and the walls were full of small lamps attached to them, but there was something that caught my attention completely, it was the portrait of a woman with a child drawn by hand on the right side of the wall.

After snooping I went to the bathroom, which was quite elegant and spacious. I had never bathed in a bathtub before, so I was excited, so I searched through the jars of cleaning products. Soon I was filling the tub with orange-scented soap; It was strange, but that was the smell, and I didn't complain, it was much better than the soaps my father bought.

That night I had a tough time falling asleep. And even though they mentioned my dinner I couldn't eat it. I kept thinking about what was going to be of my life from that moment, when I had a husband, when I had a life quite different from what I imagined.

I started crying for long hours until I managed to fall asleep.

It was six in the morning when a woman entered the room. She began to open the windows as if exasperated, her lack of sanity was maximum, for my part I covered myself more with the blanket since it had been just a few hours since I had fallen asleep.

"It's time to get up. Here in this house everyone wakes up at six in the morning, don't think that because you are my brother's wife you can do whatever you want, here you have obligations and duties.”

I was going to ask who the brown-haired girl was, so kind that she had just lifted me up, but I heard that it was her brother and there was my answer.

I unwrapped my head and glared at her. Then, when she saw that she didn't get me up, she pulled my sheets with annoyance.

“What are you waiting for starving? Get up!" She looked at me cold and her tone of voice was strong and haughty.

I got up quietly, he wasn't at home, so I didn't have to say anything to him.

After cleaning me, the girl told me many cleaning tasks, and it wasn't that it bothered me, it was just that I didn't understand then why the service girl was there.

That day I was not allowed to eat in the dining room. Also, I was wearing the same clothes as the day before since my "husband" had not let me bring mine.

It was nine at night, when I was going to go up to my room and Dylan's sister; Marina, that was her name, told me that she couldn't sleep in Dylan's room, so she told me that she should sleep in one of the rooms on the ground floor that was next to Margarita's room, the maid.

When I entered the small room, the cold made me shiver, since there was a window that was open and was just facing the garden.

The trees in the garden fluttered indicating a horrible storm, and at that moment I missed my mother so much. On rainy days she always slept with me hugging her.

I closed the window and went to bed starting to cry again. I hated Dylan with all my might, why? Of so many women in the world, I had to be the person the jerk would marry.

That night, despite being tired, I couldn't sleep. That year, I would have been studying the first semester of nursing, but no, it had to change my life like that.

Again, I fell asleep at four in the morning, and just like the night before my harpy sister-in-law woke me up at the same time.

I was tired of wearing the same outfit so after cleaning up I asked him if he could lend me some clothes.

"Mrs. Marina, excuse me, could you lend me some clothes to change these?"

"Ha ha, what's wrong with you? You are crazy?" she expressed with anger and surprise "I couldn't lend you my clothes so you can dirty them with your disgusting body."

I didn't answer him, but a tear rolled down my cheeks. I didn't understand why that woman treated me with total displeasure if I had never done anything to her. I had not asked to be there; I did not want to marry her brother.

I was finishing cleaning the living room floor with a sponge when an excited Margarita told me that my mother was at the door of the mansion, and she wanted to see me. So, I wanted to run out to hug her, I didn't know how long it had been without seeing her, but I missed her so much that I ran out to meet her.

"Where do you think you are going?" Marina stopped me by taking me by the arms.

"To see my mother who has come to visit me" I looked at her desperate to run away.

"You're not allowed to have visitors, come on, keep mopping, I'll tell your mother you can't see her."

Margarita looked at me with pity, so I took the sponge and continued cleaning, while I watched as Marina went out to say goodbye to my old love. I ran to my room to see her, even if she were from afar, as she faced the garden, I could visualize her perfectly.

My heart broke into pieces when Marina chased her away like a dog, my poor mother had a loaf of bread in her hands, and Marina had snatched it from her to throw it away. My mother took her basket and incredibly sad while she dried her tears with a handkerchief, she left the mansion.

The next few days passed so quickly that I hadn't realized how long I had been wearing the same outfit; The only thing that saved me from not smelling bad was that at night I took them off to wash them and in the morning after I got up, I put them on.

That day my dear sister-in-law did not wake me up like every day, on the contrary, she sent breakfast to my room.

It seemed extremely strange to me, but I wasn't stupid enough to protest.

After breakfast, the maid told me to go to the office because my husband had returned and wanted to see me.

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QueenOfHearts
so many grammatical and pronoun error. not worth the read
2023-11-07 12:48:18
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58 Chapters
chapter 1
Narrated by Helen.There I was, on my way to marry a man in a wheelchair whom I didn't know, a man I detested for practically forcing me into this marriage; a man who was several years older than me and was forcing me to be forever tied to a paralytic.Yes, as I mentioned before, a paralytic. And it's not that I'm a bad person who sees such individuals as lesser beings, quite the opposite; I admired them for overcoming their difficulties. But this Dylan Mayora was the cruelest man in the world.My name is Helen Fonseca, daughter of a middle-class family. My father, Arturo Fonseca, an alcoholic man full of evil, had made life impossible for my mother and me since I can remember.My mother's name is Andrea Palacios; she is a humble woman with a noble heart, a sweet woman for whom I would give my life if necessary.But let me start from the beginning. I had just turned eighteen, and I was being forced to marry the CEO of the world's most important automotive company. My father was about
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chapter 2
Helen narrates.I looked at myself in the mirror in the middle of a grimace. I didn't understand how Dylan had wanted to marry me; she was such a simple girl, without any grace. My eyes were big like Princess Pocahontas's and color was hazel. My brown hair pierced my behind, but my body was so simple; I was thin with a little width in my hips, but my breasts were flat, and my buttocks were fully developed.I tried to be the best presented for the occasion, it was my husband, and I didn't want him to see me badly for that; so, I took a shower after breakfast, so that he would feel pleasant with my presence. However, it was all useless, because when I knocked on the office door, he looked at me with disgust."I can enter?" I asked nervously, while she knocked on the door a few times."Go ahead" he indicated serenely.When I entered the office, I looked at him. He was at his desk looking at some papers, and without looking at me, but with a serious expression on his face, he told me to s
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chapter 3
Helen narrates.As soon as I left my stupid husband's office, I went into my room to cry. I was sad and upset. He didn't know what he was doing there. Although it was full of luxuries, I did not enjoy them, in that house I was one more employee, plus I missed my mother too much.When I saw Dylan, I wanted to complain about how my old lady was treated, and also how I had been treated in that house, but I preferred to keep quiet, I was very afraid of Dylan, and I didn't want him to retaliate against me if I became rebellious.I was lying sobbing when my dear sister-in-law entered my room without knocking."You, stand up. My brother wants you to go buy clothes” Marina was red with anger as if she was annoyed that her brother had asked her to buy clothes.I got up quietly. I used to not talk back to people when they were really upset, I had learned that from my mother. And it's that whenever dad came home drunk, she just limited herself to obeying and keeping silent.I cleaned up my outfi
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chapter 4
Dylan narrates.He was nervous as if he were a child on his first time with a woman. Seeing her undress, me awkwardly and blushing had indicated to me that she had never been with any man. I wasn't going to harm her, just like that. Our first time had to be special and unforgettable, well, if there was a first time. He wished that Helen managed to fall in love before the contract dissolved spontaneously as he had described.With some difficulty I took a towel that was near the bathtub and dragging myself managed to sit on the toilet."Helen, I'm ready!" I yelled shaking with nerves.Immediately she opened the bathroom door; her cheeks were flushed. Without looking at me she brought the wheelchair closer and with some difficulty dragged me up and into it to leave the bathroom. After that she helped me dress. Her tender look drove me crazy, although she couldn't stop thinking about how ungrateful she had been, and from time to time I got the rage and anger."You can lie down Helen, I'm
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chapter 5
Helen narrates.The rich breeze was blowing in through the window. I opened my eyes heavily. It had been hard for me to fall asleep because it wasn't easy to sleep with someone I didn't know.I took a shower and when I came out, Margarita was already coming to bed with breakfast."What are you doing, Margarita, bringing breakfast to the room?" I asked in amazement. All this time she had eaten breakfast as the servants."These are the lord's orders, ma'am" he told me with his eyes lowered."Don't call me ma'am, you know my name is Helen, it's not necessary" I whispered confidently."Yes, it is. I don't want my grumpy employer to get upset if he hears that I speak to him by name.I sat down to have breakfast in bed, while I talked with Margarita; She looked like she was an older lady, in her fifties or sixties."Your employer is a horrible monster" I expressed releasing the hatred I felt for him."It wasn't always like this, ma'am." I looked at her surprised."In that way?" I asked curi
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chapter 6
Dylan narrates.Every second of my life I thought about her, to the point of thinking that they are obsessed with that young woman. I didn't understand, if my plan were to make her fall in love with my attitude, I was achieving it was to drive her away even more.I left the clinic and went to the office, I thought about that night inviting her to dinner and having some kind of contemplation with her, I hoped she would respond to my invitation and not be ashamed to go out with a man in a wheelchair."Good morning, Lucy" I greeted my secretary as soon as I entered my office."Good morning, sir, you're late, Miss Amanda has been waiting for you in her office for a few hours.“Amanda? And when did Amanda arrive? I asked amazed.Amanda was my wife's sister; she lived in Mexico and had not visited us since Alicia had passed away."He arrived a couple of hours ago, he said he wanted to surprise him, and he is waiting for him in his office.""Okay, thanks, Lucy" I walked with an arched brow,
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chapter 7
Helen narrates.The plans to see Alejandro had been cut short when I saw Dylan's truck arrive at the mansion well before the time, but I almost had a heart attack when instead of Dylan getting out, a woman identical to the deceased that was drawn on the room of my dear husband.I kept watching how Marina kissed and hugged her as if it were really her.I walked to the living room, and I could see them talking. I was about to turn around when Marina called me haughtily."Helen please take Amanda's bags up to her room."I remained static clenching the fists of my hands with annoyance, there he was again treating me as a servant; but I nodded my head and took the bags. Seconds later I was paralyzed again when the woman who was with Marina asked for the man's wife."I'm dying to meet Dylan's wife; I imagine she must be a very beautiful woman for your brother to have married her."“You have already met her dear. Helen! Come girl, Amanda wants to meet you.""The maid?!" Her eyes widened in s
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chapter 8
Helen narrates.We left the room and went to the dining room together. It was the first time we had breakfast together as spouses.Marina and Amanda were amazed as soon as they saw us arrive together, especially Amanda who immediately turned red with anger."Sit down, Mrs. Mayora, I'll serve you your breakfast" María, the servant, purposely emphasized my married name.I sat next to Dylan. Amanda wasted no time in coming on and kissing him in front of me, on her lips.“Good morning, dear, I thought you were already in the office. She “she” She kissed her cheeks while I watched her out of the corner of my eye."Today I decided to spend the day with my wife," he said, serene. I had to squeeze my legs because of the nerves."Oh, I see!" she replied in that shrill voice that was overwhelming."My brother never misses the company, is there any special reason?" asked Marina, who had taken a long time to speak.“We will visit my in-laws…” Dylan's response left me in awe. I did not know that h
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chapter 9
Dylan narrates.I had a huge headache. I didn't want to imagine what Helen's life had been like with that wretch. I felt guilty for having been part of a deal with that awful man.I got into the truck and asked Camilo to take me to a pharmacy. My head was spinning, and he was about to vomit."Are you okay, sir? He's pale” Camilo looked at me with a worried face."I don't feel well, I feel like throwing up and I'm dizzy" I answered in a whisper.“Do you want us to stop so I throw up?”"No, I need a painkiller as soon as possible, hurry up the car."We got to the pharmacy and Camilo hurriedly got out to buy medicine, but I opened the door and started to vomit, I couldn't stand the nausea.I did not want Helen to suffer, my intention in marrying her was never to mistreat her. What Marina had done caused me enormous and intransigent anger; but she would hear me. She didn't kick her just because Helen hadn't asked me to, because she was tired of her rebelliousness and her rudeness.Camilo
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chapter 10
Helen narrates.I was grateful to Dylan for everything he had done for my mother. I was very surprised that he had decorated the room with his own hands, which made me think he was a good man and not like I had thought at first, that's why I had kissed him, I wanted to thank him in some way for what he was doing with us.But that kiss, that kiss that I had given her had left the most delicious nectar impregnated on my lips. The entire day that he was not with me I kept thinking about him, about his deep gaze, about his gestures and even about his tears, those tears that he had shed in regret for what Marina had done.She had no doubt that Dylan had not been the perpetrator of the atrocities her sister had committed. Dylan loved me and wanted to protect me, he felt it in his eyes, he felt it in his kisses. But… and Alexander? I loved Alejandro, he had been my boyfriend since I was a child and I had plans to go with him very soon.That day I had convinced him to leave the clinic, promis
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