All Chapters of The Paralyzed Billionaire and his nurse: A love story: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chest ache

AVAI woke up up out of a dead sleep not to a sound, but to a violent, agonizing tear right through the center of my chest."Arrrrghhhhhh"A sharp, blinding phantom pain flared behind my ribs, so intense it snatched the breath right out of my lungs. I gasped, my hand flying to my collarbone as I forced myself upright against the silk pillows. My heart was hammering erratically against my chest wall, a frantic, terrified rhythm that made my vision blur in the darkness of the master bedroom.I clutched my heavy, rounded stomach with my other hand, my breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches. The baby was rolling frantically inside me, her small elbows and feet punching against my ribs as if she, too, had just been blasted by a sudden wave of pure, unadulterated panic.I stared into the shadows of the empty penthouse, the silent Dubai skyline glittering coldly outside the panoramic glass. Something was wrong. The air in the room felt heavy, metallic, and completely drained of oxyge

The bitter morning after

The Bitter DawnNATHANThe morning sunlight didn't gently enter the room; it sliced through the gaps in the heavy blackout curtains like a jagged white blade, striking my eyes with a force that felt like a physical concussion."God..."A low, guttural groan tore from my throat, dry as ash and scraping against my raw vocal cords. I tried to lift my left hand to shield my face from the blinding glare, but my arm felt like it had been poured full of wet cement. It took a massive, agonizing surge of willpower just to lift my fingers an inch off the mattress before they dropped back down onto the crumpled silk sheets.The hangover from the sedative was an absolute nightmare. A heavy, sickening wave of nausea rolled through my stomach, and a dull, rhythmic pounding reverberated behind my temples, matching the frantic, erratic pulse of my heart. My mouth tasted of copper and stale alcohol.Then, the fog in my brain cleared, and the memory of the previous night rushed back into my consc

Nathan cries

NATHANThe heavy click of the hotel suite door closing behind Elena sounded like the final stroke of an executioner's axe.For a long, agonizing minute, the room was trapped in a suffocating, dead silence. I stood perfectly still by the edge of the unmade bed, my knuckles locked around the wooden post so hard the wood groaned beneath my grip. I stared at the blank white wall across from me, my chest heaving as the adrenaline that had sustained me through my confrontation with Elena began to rapidly drain away, leaving behind a cold, hollow vacuum.I tried to breathe. I tried to pull the air into my lungs, but it felt like the oxygen had been completely replaced by liquid lead. My throat constricted, a tight, suffocating knot forming right behind my collarbone.Fix it, my brain commanded, the old, hyper-analytical instincts trying to claw their way to the surface. Call the legal team. Fire the board. Launch a counter-suit against Daniel Vance. Find Marcus.But the thoughts didn't

Picking myself back up

NATHANThe crying didn't stop all at once. It slowed down into a quiet, exhausting rhythm, a succession of shallow, ragged breaths that felt like they were tearing at the very lining of my lungs. My chest felt entirely hollowed out, as if the rage and obsession that had kept me moving for five months had been violently scraped away, leaving nothing but an aching, raw vacuum behind.I stayed on the floor, my forehead resting against my knees. The cold marble of the baseboard pressed against my spine, but I couldn't find the strength to move. My eyes were burning, heavy and swollen, and my face felt stiff from the salt of my own tears.Marcus didn't move his hand from my shoulder. He just sat there on the floor beside me in the quiet, ruined penthouse, his presence a steady, unyielding anchor while the world outside the tinted glass windows continued to spin out of control. He didn't offer any corporate platitudes. He didn't tell me to pull myself together. He just let me bleed out.

the baby is coming

AVAI woke up to a morning that felt entirely cold, grey, and wrong, despite the brilliant, blinding gold of the Dubai sun pouring over the marble floors of the penthouse.The phantom pain that had ripped through my chest during the dark hours of the night was gone, leaving behind a heavy, toxic layer of pure bitterness in my heart. As I sat at the kitchen island, staring blankly down into a cup of herbal tea I hadn't touched, my chest felt tight with an unexplainable sense of betrayal. It was a sickening, instinctual certainty that something beautiful had been permanently broken across the ocean. I didn't have the details, but my soul felt dirty, heavy, and completely wrapped in mourning."Hey. You're up early."Justice walked into the kitchen, his soft footsteps clicking against the travertine tiles. He was already dressed in his workout gear, but the moment his eyes landed on me, his easy expression completely vanished. He stopped near the counter, his brow furrowing as he took

To the hospital

AVABefore I could even process the terrifying warmth of the water pooling around my feet, the world tilted violently.Justice didn't hesitate. He didn't ask if I could walk, and he didn't wait for the security detail to come up from the lobby. He stepped directly into the mess on the travertine floor, hooked one arm beneath my knees and the other securely behind my shoulders, and swept me up into his arms."Justice—" I gasped, my fingers locking into the collar of his shirt as another sharp, biting contraction clamped down on my lower back."I’ve got you, Ava. Just keep your eyes on me," he muttered, his jaw set in a hard, rigid line as he carried me out of the kitchen. His chest was heaving from the exertion, but his grip on me was absolutely unbreakable. He used his elbow to hit the automated override switch by the door, launching us straight into the private elevator corridor.When the elevator doors chimed open in the underground parking garage, the cool, subterranean air hi

The hidden child

AVAThe warm, fragile weight of my daughter had barely rested against my bare collarbone for a full minute before the monitors exploded into a brand-new panic.The rhythmic, relieved ticking of the machines suddenly spiked into a frantic, erratic screeching."Suction! I need more laparotomy sponges, now!" Dr. Al-Sayed’s voice lost every trace of its hard-won calm, shifting into a sharp, terrifying bark. "The uterine wall isn't contracting! She’s hemorrhaging! The volume is too high—we're losing her pressure again!""Ava? Ava!" Justice’s grip on my hand tightened until my bones ground together, but his voice sounded distant, as if he were calling to me from the bottom of a deep, dark well.The sudden, massive loss of blood hit my system like a physical wave of ice. The blinding pain of my open incision began to blur, fading into a strange, numbing coldness that crept up from my feet. The bright surgical lights above me bled together into a single, swirling vortex of white glare.

The price of life

AVAThe universe shrunk down to the sharp, metallic click of surgical steel and the frantic, rhythmic thumping of a second, hidden life fighting its way out of my body."I have the head," Dr. Al-Sayed’s voice boomed through the sterile chaos of the theater, sounding entirely breathless. "Push, Ava! One more time! Give me everything you have left!"I didn't have anything left. My muscles were tearing, my veins felt like they were flowing with liquid fire, and the lack of anesthesia left my nerve endings entirely raw, registering every single movement of the surgeon’s hands inside my abdomen. But as Justice squeezed my hands—his knuckles locking against mine like iron pillars—I let out a ragged, primal roar that stripped my throat bare. I threw my entire weight against the leather restraints, pushing through a blinding wall of pure, white-hot agony.The pressure inside my pelvis suddenly gave way with a wet, sliding rush.A split second later, a second, deeper, and completely dist

Justice please go home

AVAThe morning light in the ICU didn't burn. It filtered through the heavy, tinted glass in pale silver strips, casting long shadows over the twin incubators humming quietly in the corner of my room.I sat up slightly, the movement sending a sharp, tightly coiled ache through my stitched abdomen, but the extreme, white-hot agony of the theater had finally subsided into a manageable throb. My skin was cold, hooked up to an intravenous drip that rhythmically clicked with every drop of fluid.I looked over at Justice. He was still asleep in the leather armchair, his long legs uncomfortably tangled in the metal base of the tray table. He looked terrible. The front of his gray sweatshirt was permanently ruined, stained with the dark, terrifying reality of my unmedicated delivery. His face was pale, his jaw shadowed with a rough layer of stubble, and his breathing was heavy with utter exhaustion."Justice," I rasped, my voice sounding like dry autumn leaves against the pillow.His eye

The iron perimeter

JUSTICEThe heavy, humid heat of the Dubai afternoon hit my face like a physical wall the moment I stepped out of the hospital's secure underground garage.I was operating on pure, unadulterated adrenaline. My hands were still slightly trembling against the steering wheel of the heavy 4WD SUV as I navigated the smooth, sun-baked asphalt back toward our residential sector. My mind was still trapped in that sterile operating room—the sound of Ava’s screams echoing in my ears, the terrifying weight of my newborn nephew resting against my chest.She survived, I reminded myself, my knuckles turning white against the leather grip. They’re alive. You have to stay sharp for them.As I pulled the massive vehicle onto the palm-lined avenue leading to our luxury high-rise, my eyes automatically scanned the perimeter. Marcus had trained me well over the last five months. He had taught me that survival in exile meant never looking at a street as just a street.Two hundred meters from the bui

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