Todos os capítulos de Marrying The Disabled Billionaire Heir : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

LUCIEN For the first time in my life, I felt as though I wasn’t intelligent enough. From everything Helene had said so far, it was obvious she found the idea of replacing Noemie and marrying me just as ridiculous as I did. She had even clearly foreseen the consequences it could bring—especially for her, who might easily be accused of being the third party who stole her sister’s fiancé. Considering all that, it was only natural for me to assume she had come to convince me to cancel the engagement on my end, since she lacked the means to do so herself. But what? Her intention wasn’t to cancel the engagement, but to follow through with that absurd proposal and marry me instead? Had this woman lost her mind after years of mistreatment from her family? That thought must have shown on my face, because Helene suddenly let out a soft chuckle. A glint of amusement flickered in her bright, almond-shaped eyes. “Don’t worry,” she said with a faint smile. “I’m not crazy.” Her expression so

LUCIEN“She really said that?” Adrian asked, disbelief evident in his voice after I briefly summarized my conversation with Helene. “If that turns out to be true, then I have to say—the Laurent family has truly grown bold.”“Replacing the bride at the last minute? Do they think they’re the main characters in some melodrama?”“Not like it would be their first time,” I replied indifferently.His eyes narrowed, curiosity flaring to life in them. “What do you mean, not their first time? You’re saying they’ve switched the bride before?”He ran a hand through his hair, confusion surfacing on his face. “But that doesn’t make sense. I’ve never heard of any other marriage arrangement between your family and theirs.”It wasn’t surprising he couldn’t piece it together immediately. The switch had happened long before I recruited him, and it was hardly something worth mentioning afterward.My silence made him realize something amiss.“Don’t tell me…” His eyes widened dramatically. “It was your en

HELENE“What exactly is going on between you and my cousin?” Isabel asked.The moment the question left her lips, a single thought crossed my mind.As expected.When I saw her standing outside my door earlier, I had already guessed why she came. And, as it turned out, I wasn’t wrong.Thinking about it now, her curiosity made perfect sense.As Lucien’s cousin—and my best friend—Isabel was, of course, privy to our better-forgotten past entanglement. More than that, she knew better than anyone how deliberately I had avoided anything related to him over the years.There had even been a time she nearly argued with me over it, frustrated that I refused to visit her home just to avoid the possibility of running into him.And yet, that same person had taken the initiative to ask for his contact.Of course she’d be curious.Honestly… I would be too, if I were in her position.Earlier, when I messaged her for Lucien’s contact, she had asked why. Not knowing how to explain, I brushed it off with

HELENEIt was clear Isabel was stepping back, choosing not to press me any further.And yet, instead of relief, all I felt was dread.As she moved to stand and leave, a sudden, unsettling thought struck me—The moment she walked out that door, things between us might never be the same again.I found even the thought of it unbearable. So in that instant, I made my decision.Taking into account our years of friendship and the sincerity she had always shown me, I chose to take a gamble.A gamble on the possibility that Isabel might stand on my side... instead of her cousin’s.The odds weren’t exactly in my favor.But it was still worth a shot.Before I could second-guess myself, I reached out and grabbed her hand just as she rose slightly. She paused. Then, I lifted my head and met her gaze, my eyes steady and firm with resolve despite the turmoil inside me.“I’ll tell you what this is about,” I said.To my surprise, she didn’t agree immediately.Her expression froze for the briefest

HELENEIt had to be said that Isabel knew her cousin well.Right at midnight, just as I was about to give in to drowsiness, a message from Lucien came through.[10 Am. Monarch ParK.]Just a time and a location.Nothing more.And yet, I knew exactly what it meant: I was one step closer to success.But along with it came a faint, inexplicable anxiety—one I had been suppressing all along.My fingers tightened around my phone as I leaned back against the headboard, my expression still in the quiet of the night.Even if this was a marriage of convenience…It was still a marriage.And my first. I had never held any grand fantasies about it, but I had certainly never imagined that one day, I would use it as a bargaining chip...Sighing helplessly, I placed my phone on the bedside table and lay down, forcing down those depressing thoughts. As for the promise I had made earlier—to give my family an answer before the day ended…There was no rush.They were the ones desperate to find a substit