Todos los capítulos de Married To The Crippled CEO: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 99

Aurora’s POVI looked at him, my eyes not believing what was in front of me. The elevator was very silent, and even when it dinged, I still stood there shocked. He held my hand, pulling me from the elevator. I had no idea where he was taking me, but I just followed him mindlessly. He opened the door, and we went in.“I wasn’t expecting this reaction,” he said as he turned on the lights. I snapped out of it, looking at him.“Norman?” I mumbled. He chuckled.“Yes, live and direct,” he said, wiggling his body. I probably haven’t felt emotional or teary in a very long time, but today, I felt emotional. The last time I saw him was three years ago after our swim in the pool. I didn’t see him after then; he calls once every six months to ask how I’m doing, and that’s it. Now he is here in front of me; nothing much has changed about him except he has grown older.“You look old,” I said in between sniffs. He laughed.“And you look beautiful as ever,” he replied softly, wrapping his arms around

Aurora’s POVI walked towards Norman, who sat tiredly on the chair. He’s been waiting for me all day; all the ways to convince him to head back to the hotel room proved abortive, and I felt bad keeping him waiting.“You should have headed back; I feel so bad,” I mumbled. He looked up and smiled, shaking his head.“It’s fine. I wanted to stay,” he said, standing up. I shook my head at his stubbornness.“Still have places to be?” He asked. I shook my head. He smiled, holding my hand.“Finally. Now I have you all to myself,” he said, walking away. I laughed, holding his hand properly. The ride back to the house was slow; I made a stop at a supermarket, and thankfully, he was too tired to come with me.“Take a shower,” I said, looking at him as he sat tiredly on the bed. I felt bad for him. Having cancer is no joke; he must constantly feel tired. I hope he fully recovers soon; I hate seeing him this way. I removed my clothes, putting on a simple gown, and then I tied my hair. I went to th

Aurora’s POV“Mommy!” Hailey yelled, running to me with all excitement. I gave Norman my bag, kneeling on the floor to receive her hug, equally as excited, forgetting she was no longer a little toddler. She ran into me giggling, and I almost fell, but thankfully Norman was behind me, keeping me steady with his legs like he knew what was going to happen.“I missed you!” She yelled excitedly, and I laughed, hugging her tightly. I breathed in her scent, and I felt better.“I miss you too, Hailey,” I replied, kissing her cheeks. She pulled back and looked up at Norman.“Is that Prince Charming?” She whispered. I laughed, knowing he heard. She’s not exactly good at whispering.“No, that’s Norman,” I replied. She looked at him again and blushed.“He’s handsome,” she whispered. This time, Norman chuckled as I stood up.“Say hi,” I said.“Hi!” She yelled with an excited wave. I wondered where she got her extroverted self from; Dexter and I are not so extroverted, and growing up, Dexter was a

Aurora’s POV“This is the third lunch this week, and today is Thursday. What’s going on?” I asked Norman, taking the fork.“I figured you would have been working all day. You will be hungry,” he said. I chuckled, loving the gesture. It’s been more than four weeks since we got back, and I resumed work days after. I couldn’t sit at home and do nothing, so I had to resume. We’ve been quite busy with work, but Norman makes time to see me and stay over in my house, and sometimes I stay over at his. The first day I came to his house, he was stunned. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Well, I was missing him, and I needed company.We still haven’t done anything, and our relationship is so much more intense. I still question why he doesn’t want to take things a step further, but I have decided not to ask him. I am letting things happen accordingly and slowly; besides, I love the thrill he gives me, the anticipation. I love how intense things are and how frustrating it can be for us. The day we fin

Aurora’s POV I wore my heels walking out of the ward, and he followed after me quietly. We got outside in a secluded area, and I turned sharply, raising my hand and landing a slap on his cheek. He held his cheek, looking at me in shock, while I glared at him. “You failed as a husband once, and now you’ve failed as a father,” I say to him calmly. “What on earth could you have been doing? How busy could you have been to pick up your phone? What is the use of having a phone if you’re not going to make use of it?” I snapped, feeling angrier by the second. “What if it was a bigger emergency? What if her life was on the line? You would have ignored my calls for work?! I never call you more than once; two missed calls are enough to know that it was an emergency. How can you keep disappointing me, Dexter?!” I yelled. He looked at his feet, not saying a word. “That was how you ignored my calls for a bitch years back, and now you’ve ignored my call for work. Hell, for all I know you might