All Chapters of Cripple Billionaire Husband : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lauren’s scream echoed through Langston & Associates.The sealed envelope from Victor Langston slipped from her trembling fingers, the gold brooch still warm in her pocket, her victory as the Langston heir feeling like her failure. Tears streamed down her face, her voice raw. “No, Tom, no!” She sprinted out, shoving past stunned lawyers, her emerald coat flaring, the weight of Melissa’s arrest and Margaret’s justice fading. “I’m coming, Tom!” she sobbed, her heart pounding, guilt clawing her.She looked at Priya, her voice shaking as she jumped into her car. “Priya, what happened? Is Tom alive? What else did they say? ” Her hands gripped the wheel, Singapore’s neon streets blurring, her baby’s faint kick a desperate anchor.Priya’s turned to her, her hand gripping tightly to her purse, her voice cracking. “Lauren, I think someone tampered with his ventilator. He’s in cardiac arrest—they’re working on him now!” She choked, near tears. “The hospital was a mess earluer, security’s everyw

Lauren stood in her penthouse, the black silk dress clinging to her small trembling frame, her reflection in the mirror a ghost of the woman she’d been. Tom’s funeral loomed, a final wound to her already shattered heart. Her fingers clutched the emerald pendant, her mother’s gift, as tears streamed down her face, the weight pressing down on her. She couldn't believe how she had lost two important people within six months. “Tom, how do I say goodbye?” she whispered, her voice raw. The forbidden kiss with Alex a poison in her soul. The guilt was too much. She had betrayed Tom in many ways, her heart betraying her. “I failed you, my love.”Priya knocked, her voice soft but urgent. “Lauren, it’s time. The car’s waiting.” Her eyes, red from crying, met Lauren’s, her hand reaching out. “You don’t have to do this alone.”Lauren’s sob tore free, her body shaking. “I can’t, Priya! I can’t face him… not like this!” She collapsed onto the velvet couch, tears soaking her dress, her hands clawing

Lauren stood frozen in Alex’s hospital room, Dr. Lim’s words—70 percent chance of failure, legs amputated—a cold blade against the fragile hope sparked by Alex’s leg sensation. Alex’s face fell, his green eyes clouding with sorrow, his shoulders slumping against the pillows, the radiant smile from moments ago extinguished. Lauren’s heart ached, her tears brimming. She stepped forward, her hand reaching for his, her voice soft but resolute. “Alex, everything’s going to be okay. With every challenge, there's a risk. You're strong, you can fight this.”Alex shook his head, his fingers pulling away, his gaze dropping to the sheets, his voice a low murmur. “I’m not, Lauren. I can’t do the surgery.” His eyes glistened, his jaw tight, his words heavy with fear. “Seventy percent chance I’ll lose my legs forever? I’d rather stay paralyzed than face that.” He looked up, his face pale, his voice cold. “I can’t risk it, not when the odds are against me.”Lauren’s chest tightened, her eyes glist

Lauren’s hands trembled, the document—Last Will and Testament of Thomas Devon—clutched tightly, its words a betrayal she couldn’t fathom. Tom Devon, her Tom, had willed Orchid Enterprises to be sold, his fortune left to his mother, Helen Devon. Her tears brimmed, her heart splintering, Helen’s smirk in the conference room a cruel echo of her funeral accusations—slut, liar, cheat. The shareholders’ murmurs faded, their faces blurring as Lauren’s resolve crumbled.Something felt wrong, a nagging doubt whispering that Tom would never do this, but Helen’s voice—Tom was my son—was a wall she couldn’t breach. Defeated, she turned, her black silk dress rustling, her steps heavy as she left the boardroom, the glass doors closing behind her like a tomb.In the hallway, her breath hitched, her tears threatening as she stumbled, her shoulder brushing a figure. She glanced up, her eyes meeting Khalid, a senior engineer at Orchid Enterprises, his face etched with sorrow, his dark eyes heavy. La

Lauren’s heels clicked on the polished floor of La Lune, as she spotted Khalid at a corner table, his face etched with regret, his eyes heavy.She slid into the booth, her voice soft but trembling, her hands clasped tightly. “Khalid, thank you for meeting me.” Her eyes searched his, her heart racing, Tom’s legacy a fire in her chest. “What’s happening with Orchid Enterprises? I need to know.”Khalid’s gaze met hers, his voice low, his hands fidgeting with a napkin. “Lauren, before I tell you, I need to ask…” He paused, his eyes narrowing, his tone weighted. “Did you really love Tom Devon?” His sad smile flickered, his voice trembling. “We saw how he adored you, and how his eyes lit up. But now he’s gone, and his company’s falling apart. I need to know if you meant it. Everybody trusted you to keep this company up. They all had their hopes on you but now their dreams are lost. They're about to lose everything. So tell me, do you really love Tom enough to take up this fight for his peop