Semua Bab My Crippled Husband who loves me dearly : Bab 31 - Bab 40

“ So you want to start getting therapy?” Shayne's lips press lightly into a smile. She leans against the wall of her bedroom, watching the sunlight dance with the curtains. “ Yes. How long will it take?” Edward answers in a low tone, his hand running through Charlotte's hair. His eyes are on her, full of both love and longing. “ Probably two to three months since you haven’t had any further treatment after your primary therapy.” Shayne jumps off the bed, removing the curtains, and smiles brightly, closing her eyes as the sunlight caresses her face. “ OK! Let's do it. But you have to keep it a secret.” “ Why?” “I want to surprise her for our first wedding anniversary.” His eyes shine, and a faint blush highlights his feelings for his wife. “That sounds great. I think my sister will love it.” Her eyes sharpen with a smile that doesn’t quite fit her lips. She nibbles her bottom lip with an air of obsession over something. “I will wait for you in my office. Don’t be late. The longe

Charlotte’s eyes move nonchalantly over the designs she’s responsible for selecting. Her dedication and unique designs have earned her the role of director of the raw design department, thanks to James’s extra attention. However, her mind keeps drifting after learning about Edward’s ex-girlfriend and her true identity. “I should stop overthinking. No matter who she is, she’s part of the past now. I don’t want to bring her up in front of Edward. He loves that girl,” she mutters, closing the files. Despite Edward’s recent public displays of affection, her insecure heart remains uneasy, fearing the possibility of being hurt by those she loves. To maintain her calm, she inhales deeply and exhales slowly. She needs to submit the final draft to James this afternoon, after which she might get two days off to spend time with Suzy. Lately, Charlotte has been pleased with Suzy’s progress. Andrew frequently visits his daughter, and his attention has positively influenced Suzy’s behavior toward

Charlotte was born into a loving family, but fate played its cruel hand. She stares at her computer monitor, her heart sinking as she reviews the property deeds. The result is devastating: all of Milestone’s property is registered under her name. The realization makes her feel like a stranger in her own life, craving family love from the wrong family. Her eyes fall on a particular line that makes her pause. Her parents had left her a pair of rings as a wedding gift, intended for when she grew up into a fine lady. The knowledge of this small token of love from them is bittersweet amidst the realization of her predicament. How could she reclaim what was rightfully hers and exact revenge for her parents' deaths? The path forward seems obscured by uncertainty. Although Edward and Shayne have offered their support, Charlotte feels the need to handle this on her own. She fears that involving them could put them in danger, particularly if her fake parents discover Shayne’s true identity. Ed

“Charlotte! Wake up!” Her eyelids flutter as Edward's soft but insistent voice pulls her from sleep. She stirs beside him, having spent the entire night taking care of him. “Mm? Are you okay? What's wrong?” she gasps, panic setting in as she scans the dimly lit room, her vision still blurry from sleep. “Don’t panic. I’m fine,” Edward reassures her in a soothing tone. “Then why? Are you hungry? Should I reheat the porridge?” she asks, stifling a yawn and rubbing her tired eyes. “I’m sorry, but I need to eat something right now. I haven’t had anything all day!” His voice carries a note of guilt. He had tried to hold back from waking her up, wishing he could have managed on his own. But it wasn’t feasible in his condition, and he didn’t want to cause Charlotte more trouble. “Okay. I’ll prepare something for you. You should stay still. Don’t move. The fever has finally gone,” she says, pressing her hand gently on his forehead and then comparing it to her own to gauge the temperature.

It is probably for the best... Charlotte gazes at Edward, who sleeps soundly with her nestled in his embrace. The early morning light transforms into a vivid, refreshing scene, amplified by the sight of her husband upon waking. His face, the first thing she sees each morning, sends her heart racing. Her eyes flutter as she takes in his serene, handsome visage. The familiar frown on his forehead is absent today, making him look extraordinarily captivating. With a gentle touch, she places her hand on his chest, lifts slightly, and presses a tender kiss to his lips. Her cheeks flush with a warm, shyness. The depth of her love for this man feels boundless and consuming. She can’t imagine ever loving anyone else as profoundly. It's striking how Edward has filled the void in her heart with boundless affection. Where she once believed she didn’t deserve love, he has transformed her life into something extraordinarily beautiful. “Done watching?” Charlotte jumps at Edward's soft whisper, h