บททั้งหมดของ Marrying The Disabled Billionaire Heir : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

HELENESeeing the bewilderment in Lucien’s eyes, a faint sense of embarrassment crept over me.To someone like me, there was hardly any place more irresistible than a room filled with thriving plants.From the moment we stepped into the sunroom, I had already been captivated.The warm air, the dense greenery, the quiet vitality flowing through the space…To ordinary people, it might have simply felt relaxing.But to me, it felt alive.The bond between plants and my abilities had always been mutual.When I nurtured them with my power—helping them grow, healing their damaged roots—they, in turn, fed me traces of their vitality.It was precisely because of this cycle that my abilities had continued to develop slowly over the years instead of fading completely in a world nearly devoid of supernatural energy.So while Lucien and his grandfather became absorbed in their chess game, my attention gradually drifted toward the surrounding plants.And that was when I noticed it.Amidst the count

LUCIENI remained silent, allowing him to continue.“At that time, his condition had already worsened considerably,” Grandpa said slowly. “The doctors had practically sentenced him to death. Yet instead of worrying about himself, the thing weighing most heavily on his mind was his granddaughter.”“Helene.”My fingers twitched faintly against the wheelchair’s armrest.“He told me he’d failed her.” Grandpa’s voice lowered. “Apparently, during his frequent business trips, his longtime ex-wife—Henri’s mother—never stopped meddling in the Laurent household. Over time, Henri and his wife became obsessed with one thing: producing a legitimate male heir.”His expression darkened slightly.“They were terrified that my old friend might have illegitimate children outside who would one day fight them for the inheritance.”I said nothing.“By the time he realized how serious things had become, it was already too late.” Grandpa exhaled heavily. “The two girls—Camille and Helene—had already been neg

HELENEThanks to that brief yet unexpectedly heartwarming interlude, the atmosphere in the living room relaxed considerably.Unfortunately, the moment I realized it was now Marcus and Fiona’s turn to present their gifts, the faint smile on my lips instinctively faded.I truly couldn’t muster even the slightest goodwill toward anyone from their family.And judging from everything so far, the feeling was clearly mutual.That thought only strengthened as I looked down at the perfume box now resting in my hands.By ordinary standards, it certainly wasn’t cheap.But within a family like the Blackthornes, it could only be considered perfunctory.The sort of gift one gave out of obligation or mockery, rather than sincerity.“Do you like it?” Fiona asked with a faint smile curving her lips.“My assistant got it during a promotional event,” she added lightly. “But when I saw it, I thought it suited you quite well, so I specifically asked her to set it aside.”Silence briefly descended over the

HELENE“She only reacted that way because the Matriarch Ring carries extraordinary significance within the family,” Marcus continued stiffly, discontent evident in his deep voice.His gaze flicked briefly toward me.“Helene is still young. Fiona is merely worried that by entrusting such an important heirloom to her, she may not be able to safeguard it properly—or shoulder the responsibility that comes with it.”Grandpa looked at him for several long seconds, his aged eyes unreadable.Then he spoke calmly.“Since I chose to give it to her, that means I’m not worried about whether she can safeguard it or not.”“As for her ability to shoulder the responsibility…” His gaze shifted toward me briefly before returning to Marcus. “She is Lucien’s wife.”“It doesn’t matter if she knows nothing right now. She can learn slowly from her mother-in-law.”His tone remained calm, yet every word carried undeniable weight.“She’ll understand eventually, no matter how long it takes. This is a responsibi

ISABELWatching the wine box disappear farther and farther away until it vanished completely from sight, I felt my heart shatter into tiny little pieces.I had to use every ounce of self-control to stop myself from reaching out dramatically and screaming:Don’t leave meee!Fortunately—or unfortunately—a shred of common sense combined with Mom’s warning stare barely managed to preserve the last scraps of my dignity.A moment later, I turned to look at Grandpa, who now sat comfortably in his armchair with his eyes closed, pretending to nap peacefully.I clicked my tongue in disappointment.As expected, no matter how generous a person usually was, the moment they encountered something they truly loved, they immediately transformed into terrifying misers.Still—A smug sense of pride rose within me.Hadn’t I said it already?My bestie’s wine really was that good.Just then, Helene’s voice rang out once more as she resumed distributing the remaining gifts.My eyes lit up instantly.The hea