All Chapters of Falling for My Husband : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Reader's POV Ethan quickly wired the money to Mulan after listening to Freya's tale. If Mulan carried out her threat of informing the prosecutors about her mother's stolen patent, the company was going to fold up. “I underestimated her." Freya's mom mumbled as she paced about the living room with her hands resting on her waist. "We just have to play by her rules until she uses up all her cards and then we will strike. “ Freya said, eliciting a nod from her mother who was also displeased. To clear her head, Freya decided to meet up with her finacé only to be faced with an embarrassment she never expected. Despite honking loudly to get the attention of the security personnel at the gate, she got no response. “I bet he is tired of handling his job. I will make sure Jason fires him the moment I get in." She spat out in fury, stepping out of her car. Since she knew the access code, she didn't find any trouble letting herself in and with her head raised, she strutted towards the ent

Mulan's POVHis question was out of the blue. Well, the truth is, I'm mad at him.Extremely mad that I almost lost my head last night while thinking about his refusal to get a surgery. The money needed for the surgery had been settled, all that was needed was for him to give his consent and then the hospital in Germany would be contacted. "I was mad at you but not anymore.” I huffed, rolling my eyes to the back of my head. "The thing is…" He tried to explain but I didn't give him the chance, as I felt there was no point doing so. “I take your refusal as my inability to convince you on why you need to get off that wheelchair." I pouted. "Next time, I will make sure you have no choice but to give your consent. You just wait and see.” I smacked my lips as the sound of his soft laughter filtered into my ears. Smiling broadly, I said, "I'm being serious but first, let me get dinner ready.” "No, we should eat out.” He countered and before I could give my consent or refuse his sugges

Mulan's POVSliding my phone from my ear, I groped my way towards the wall and then placed my back against it. This wasn't the first time Doctor Randy was saying this but each time he does, I always felt cold chills running through my spines. I was terrified but I couldn't do anything.Kaiser was refusing to get surgery for reasons best known to him. Now, this wasn't just about fulfilling my part of the contract, I really wanted him to walk again. Snapping my eyes shut, I pulled away from the wall and with slow but deliberate steps, I made my way to Kaiser’s room. Placing my ear against the door, I was hoping to hear even the slightest noise as these days, he barely gets a wink of sleep.But the room was drowned in a deafening silence, causing me to wonder what the issue was.Pursing my lips, I grabbed the handle and then twisted it, causing the door to creak open. I was about to run away in fright until I saw the wheelchair was empty and he was lying on his back. Cautiously so I

Cross’s POVWheeling my chair through the hallway, I scrunched my nostrils since the sterile scent of disinfectant which clung in the air was messing with my brain. I hated hospitals, and this was just one of the numerous reasons. The private medical ward which was separated from the rest of the building was specially designed for the elites. It screamed luxury which didn't make sense to me but that was the least of my concern.Taking the last bend to Doctor Randy's office, I let out a low sigh, already imagining the look of amusement that would be on his face when he sees me.For months, he had been urging me to go for surgery but I refused and now, I suddenly changed my mind, all thanks to Mulan.The thought of her made a smile appear on my lips but I quickly wiped it off.Getting to his office, I connected my fist to the door before pushing it in and letting myself into his large office. It was clear he had been waiting for me because he was leaning against his desk with a smug

Cross's POVThe frown on Mulan's face deepened as she glared murderously at me. If she doesn't stop glaring, I was going to end up dying, not on the operating table like I had instigated but right here and now.“Are you trying to kill me with your eyes?" I mouthed, watching as her lips twitched to the side. She was getting even more angry now. The only reason why she was yet to flare up was because we were in public and for that, I was grateful. “Why are you acting like I said sometimes out of the ordinary?" I huffed. “Getting into surgery is a gamble, you either lose your life or you retain it." Reaching for her hand, I tried to give it a soft squeeze but she pulled away, still glaring at me. “Come on, you are getting worked up over nothing." I laughed, tossing my face towards the window only for her to tug my arm.“Have you lost it?" She gulped, trying to remain calm but it was to no avail. Her breathing was erratic and it would be a miracle if she didn't pass out. Pushing he