All Chapters of MY DISABLED HUSBAND IS MY PRETTY BOY?: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

By the time Reina got to the house Roxanne lived with Ciel, it was late in the afternoon of the following day.As usual, she was taken away by the estate.The display of wealth on it never ceaze to amaze her.Especially the sleek lawn and the polished tone drive way.She stepped out the black sedan car she drove in with a confident poise and sway of her hips.Her sunglasses was perched on her nose and she had a sky smile on as she stepped out.She had only been here once or twice after Roxanne got married to Ciel.Reason why it always makes her spell bound.She never would have been here today, if the circumstances that brought her here did not happen.But here she was.Things are now different.She was beginning to have victory over someone that has proven every stubborn for her to defeat.She could smell blood in the water.She was dressed to kill.She wore a pale blue dress that was clinging to her skin like silk water.Her heels were also clicking confidently against the marble po

Roxanne stood by Ciel’s bedside, her hand wrapped around his frail fingers, willing her strength into him. The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sign of life in the room, yet she refused to believe this was the end. She had stood at the edge of despair before, and somehow, she always pulled herself back. But this time, it wasn’t about saving herself.It was about saving him.Ciel.The man everyone had respected.The stoic and cold man, but had always been nice to her and had given her everything.He did not just love her, he trusted her alongside.And if this was how his story was meant to be like, then she would try to fight for him.Not while she still had breath in her body.Devian’s presence had left a strange aftertaste in her heart. A reminder of who she used to be and who she would never be again. He had come with soft words and even softer intentions, but she was not naive again anymore.She was not the man who clung to a man who did not see her worth until

The courtroom buzzed with tension, the air thick with judgment and barely contained whispers.Roxanne sat in the defendant’s box, the cold metal of the handcuffs biting into her wrists, a cruel reminder of how far she had fallen. Her head throbbed, not just from the bright fluorescent lights overhead, but from the sheer disbelief at how quickly her life had spiraled into this nightmare.Across the room, Rex sat confidently at the prosecution’s table, his smug smile thinly veiled under a mask of fake concern. He looked every bit the grieving brother, playing the part to perfection, painting himself as the selfless protector of Ciel, the poor, helpless younger brother allegedly betrayed by the woman he had loved and trusted with his life."Your Honor," the prosecutor began, rising to his feet, voice smooth and practiced, "the evidence is overwhelming. Miss Roxanne Renwick, under the guise of marriage, systematically sought to poison Mr. Ciel Sebastian in order to gain control of his

Roxanne couldn't stop crying.Relief, disbelief, overwhelming gratitude , it all crashed down on her at once as she clung to Ciel. She kept murmuring thank you against his chest, her voice trembling and raw with emotion."Thank you, thank you, Ciel..." she sobbed. "You came for me and you saved me"Ciel stroked her hair gently, his steady hand a stark contrast to the shaking in her body. His heart ached for everything she had endured in his absence, the fear, the humiliation, the loneliness. He tightened his arms around her, as if he could shield her from the entire world."You don’t have to thank me," he murmured, his voice low and reassuring, meant only for her ears. "I should have protected you better."Roxanne shook her head fiercely, burying her face into the crook of his neck. She inhaled his scent , clean, and familiar, as if to convince herself he was truly here. Alive. Strong. Not the ghostly image she had feared losing forever.Before she could say anything more, t

The car was just pulling away from the courthouse steps when Ciel's sharp eyes caught something, or rather, someone, standing among the crowd.Devian.He wasn’t part of the press or the curious onlookers. No, he stood apart, closer to the shadows of the courthouse pillars, dressed in a sharp black suit that did nothing to conceal the bitterness carved across his face. His hands were clenched tightly at his sides, his jaw stiff, his entire body radiating something dark and poisonous.Ciel’s body tensed immediately.From the corner of his eye, he watched as Devian's gaze locked onto Roxanne, not on the chaos surrounding her, not on the flashing cameras,but purely on her. The same woman who now sat beside Ciel, her fingers twined with his, her head resting softly against his shoulder as though the entire world had finally faded into insignificance.Devian's expression twisted, the faintest flicker of pain flashing across his features before he turned away sharply, disappearing into th