Todos os capítulos de LOVE GAME WITH THE CRIPPLED ZILLIONAIRE: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

TWO HOURS LATER...Rihanna had been silently watching Dustin for the past two hours. His eyes remained shut, his brows furrowed—clearly trying to suppress emotions boiling beneath the surface. She had no idea what was going through his mind. Every time she asked, he wouldn’t answer. And when she pushed further, he only grew more agitated.So she chose silence.She sat in one corner, holding back the tears that had been threatening to fall. Her chest felt like it was about to explode. Everything between them had been unraveling so quickly. She didn’t even know if her quest for revenge was still worth it. Lately, Dustin had started treating her differently. He was changing, and so was her heart.They were sitting by the sea now, staring at the waves crashing against the shore. Then he finally spoke.“Why is it you who’s with me right now, and not Shane, the woman I truly loved? She’s my wife. And not you.”Rihanna blinked, confused by the words.“Dustin… I am your new wife. You married

No matter how hard she tried, sleep wouldn’t come to Rihanna. Was it because she had grown used to sleeping next to Dustin?She didn’t want to admit it, but she missed the warmth of his arms around her, the comfort of his body pressed against hers as she fell asleep. His chest had become her favorite pillow. Now that he wasn’t beside her, everything felt unfamiliar and cold.Unable to endure the restlessness, she quietly stepped out of her room to get a glass of water from the kitchen.Just as she reached the hallway, the elevator doors slid open. Mr. Stuart emerged, and Rihanna instantly noticed he had come from the floor where the master’s bedroom was located.“You’re still awake, Señorita,” he greeted her gently as they met halfway.“Ahmm… I couldn’t sleep,” she answered with a shy smile. Then, after a pause, her voice softened with hesitation. “Umm… Mr. Stuart, how’s Dustin? Is Shane taking care of him?”The old man didn’t respond right away. Instead, he slowly shook his head twic

Meanwhile...Laughter echoed through the halls of Señora Madeline’s mansion. She had just watched, via her phone, the now-trending hashtag about the new CEO of Crawford Empire being thrown in jail.“Let’s see what Dustin can do for his company now that his wife’s behind bars.”“Mommy,” Shane whined, lounging lazily on the couch. “What happens to Crawford Empire now? Didn’t you say we should let Rihanna grow the company before we kicked her out?”Señora Madeline turned to her daughter with narrowed eyes. “You think of nothing but lust. No wonder you’re clueless about what’s happening around you. We don’t need to wait for her to grow the company. One of the board members told me Rihanna secured massive projects recently. And guess what? The biggest company under D.C. Bank Corp has signed a collaboration with her.”Her voice dripped with venom, but there was a flicker of envy underneath.“If that project goes through, the company’s income will soar to billions. And I still can’t believe

“I’m doing exactly what I want to do, Kim,” Rihanna murmured, her voice low and aching. “Even just for a moment, I want to forget Dustin. I want to convince myself, with the help of alcohol, that he's just Dustin Crawford. That he doesn't deserve my love.”She tipped her head back and drank the rest of her champagne before continuing, her voice cracking at the edges.“We only got married because of a contract, didn’t we? So what right do I have to be angry at him? What right do I even have to tell him... that I actually love him now?” Her words faltered, the truth clinging bitterly to her tongue. “None, Kim. I have no right. From the beginning, I knew exactly why we got married.”Seeing her glass empty, Rihanna reached for the bottle, this time skipping the glass altogether. The cold glass trembled in her grasp, but she didn’t care.“In this whole twisted setup, I’m the one who lost. I let myself fall in love with a man who was never going to be mine.” Her eyes clouded with tears, and

Dustin’s brows furrowed as he caught the sudden fall of Rihanna’s tears while she stared at him, her eyes brimming with pain.“You know, Dustin…” Her voice cracked slightly, trembling as she spoke. “I really want to believe that maybe—just maybe—you feel the same way I do. That maybe… this is real. That maybe, we love each other not just because we need each other.”She paused, biting her lower lip, as if trying to hold herself together.“But how could I forget?” Her tone hardened, though her eyes remained soft. “From the very beginning, you made it clear. You only married me because you still loved Shane. You were hoping she’d come back to you. So why did I let myself fall for you? When I never had the right to love you in the first place, because to you, I was nothing but a whore.”Her voice wavered, but she forced a laugh, empty and bitter.“Why did I even hope for the right time and right circumstances to come along? Why did I believe that maybe... all my maybes would come true?”