All Chapters of Suddenly Became CEO's Wife Paralyzed: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

82 Chapters

Back to Life

I faithfully remained by Emelia's side in the ICU. Every morning, I would slowly wipe her body with a warm towel. Not a single day passed without me talking to her, convincing myself that within her long slumber, Emelia could hear every string of words I uttered."If you were awake right now, you would definitely be whimpering softly from the cold, darling," I whispered faintly as I began to wipe the area from her shoulders down to the edge of her chest with utmost care.True, it was initially the nurses and hospital staff who performed this task. That was until I personally asked them to teach me how to clean Emelia's body. I didn't want anyone else touching my wife's skin. And now, I had been diligently performing this routine for a whole month. For a full month, Emelia had also preferred to keep her eyes closed on that hospital bed."Don't you miss me? Because I miss you so damn much," I said again, shifting to gently wipe her fingers. "Especially when you call

The Old Lion's Daughter

Silence. The atmosphere briefly turned incredibly quiet after the commotion Lucas had just caused. I looked toward Emelia. Her beautiful eyes blinked slowly, as if her brain were working hard to process the words that had just been blurted out by the old man."Doctor, is it alright for her to hear news that might come as a shock?" I asked the doctor, who was still standing by the bedside.I didn't want to be reckless. Emelia had only just regained consciousness; I had barely witnessed the curve of a smile return to her lips, and I would not allow her health to deteriorate again due to shock."Just speak softly and slowly, Mr. Samuel. Avoid anything too abrupt so the patient doesn't experience a neurological shock," the doctor advised in a low voice.I nodded in understanding, then shifted my gaze to glare at Lucas for causing such an unnecessary scene. Being stared at like that, Lucas lowered his head deeply."I'm sorry..." Lucas squeaked faintly. It was a rare s

Can I Hug You, Papa?

The world I saw when I first opened my eyes felt incredibly foreign. For a whole month, I felt as though I had been trapped inside a silent and cold labyrinth of darkness, until Samuel’s familiar, deep voice finally guided my soul back home. However, the relief of being able to see my husband's face again instantly evaporated the moment the room door was violently thrown open. A middle-aged man holding a silver cane burst in, panting heavily. His eyes were bloodshot, staring at me with a wild gaze filled with utter panic. "Emelia is awake?! Where... where is my daughter?!" The word 'my daughter' that left the man's lips struck my chest like the blow of a giant sledgehammer. I froze. That man... was Lucas. The ruthless man who, not long ago, had surrounded our house with fully armed men. The man I knew had trouble with my husband. How could he possibly refer to me as his daughter? Was my suspicion true all along—that I was his child? Fear and confusion instant

The Clashing Lions

Because I had been asleep for a full month, the muscles in both my legs were not yet able to support my body weight upright. Let alone walking on my own, even just taking a step to the bathroom required Samuel’s complete assistance.Look at him—my husband deftly lifted my body into his arms the moment I complained about needing to pee. Samuel did not show even the slightest hint of awkwardness or embarrassment, even though Papa Lucas and Papa Arturo were currently keeping watch inside my hospital room.Ah, speaking of those two middle-aged men, it made me want to chuckle to myself. Despite being in the exact same room, they didn't greet each other at all. In fact, if their eyes accidentally met, both would simultaneously look away with a sharp huff.Just let them be like that for now. I believed that over time, they would be able to get along again and become close friends, just like they were before the past misunderstanding tore them apart."Why are you

The Touch of Longing

I had truly missed this house—the coziest place I always longed for. Being in a coma for a full month, combined with another week in the hospital for recovery, had made me utterly sick of the pungent smell of medicine, which always managed to make my stomach churn after a while.The moment the car carrying us came to a stop in the courtyard, warmth instantly welcomed me. The house staff had already lined up neatly in front of the main entrance. They had even made a fairly large, handwritten banner to welcome my return:"Welcome Home, Mrs. Emelia."Seeing that sweet surprise, I offered a warm smile with eyes welling up with tears. I was deeply moved and grateful, realizing that there were so many people who loved me and had been anticipating my recovery in this house."Are you happy?" Samuel asked gently while supportively wrapping his arm around my waist with a possessive touch.Initially, Samuel had insisted on carrying me or having me sit in a wh

Her Name Is Melissa

Our soundproof master bedroom suddenly felt incredibly quiet, leaving only the sound of our ragged breaths chasing each other, growing faster by the second. Samuel pinned my body beneath the power of his strong physique, yet he supported his own weight with both elbows braced beside my head. He didn't allow his broad chest or abdomen to press against my body, which was still in recovery.The gaze of his eagle-like eyes, usually so cold, had now darkened completely, flooded with an intense color of passion and utter possessiveness."I’m going to do this very slowly, darling. If it feels like too much, or if any part of you hurts, tell me immediately, understand?" Samuel whispered hoarsely, his voice sounding incredibly sexy and heavy with emphasis near my ear.I could only nod in submission, my face already flushed crimson. The touch of his strong fingers slowly sliding my clothes away made my entire skin tingle with goosebumps. The longing that had settled

The Discovery

Pov Samuel I certainly did not just sit idly by. As a husband, I mobilized every single one of my henchmen and best informants to track down the whereabouts of the woman named Melissa from decades ago.Even though this mission sounded nearly impossible given how much time had passed, coupled with the fact that neither Papa Lucas nor I possessed a single lead—not even a physical photograph—we still pushed forward relentlessly. I would search to the very ends of the earth if I had to. I would do absolutely anything to restore a complete, unbroken smile to Emelia's face.However, the reality on the ground was far from simple. Nearly a month had slipped by since Emelia’s discharge from the hospital, and there was still no sign of a breakthrough. It was the same for Papa Lucas; the old man, despite possessing an incredibly powerful underworld network spanning across various countries, continuously ran into dead ends as well. It was as th

Meeting Melissa

I stepped closer to the small glass slot in the heavy iron door, peering into the silent, partitioned room. In the corner of the bed, a middle-aged woman sat with her knees pulled to her chest, clutching a small brown teddy bear tightly. The stuffed animal looked incredibly worn-out, dingy, and torn in several places—a clear sign that it had kept her company for a very long time.My heart suddenly wrenched at the sight of her condition. The remnants of her youthful beauty were still clearly etched upon her face, even though her current appearance was utterly pitiful, masked by loose hospital scrubs and messy, untended hair.I turned to the doctor beside me. "Open the door," I commanded definitively.Given that the door was always locked from the outside, the woman now called Diana must have been isolated inside this cramped room for decades, never once permitted to breathe the fresh air outside. Rosalina’s actions were truly monstrous.The mom

Bringing Her Home

Before taking her home, I didn't want Emelia to see her mother in such a pitiful state. I requested the assistance of a few female nurses there to help Mama Melissa clean up, bathe, and change into clothing that was far more decent and neat.After waiting for a while, the bathroom door finally opened. I turned my head and was instantly frozen in my tracks.Look at the middle-aged woman standing before me. Once her body and hair were clean and tended to, the features of her face genuinely formed the exact same mold as Emelia's. If Emelia only inherited Lucas's rare blood type, then when it came to her looks, Emelia was truly a perfect carbon copy of her mother. Their striking resemblance left me stunned for a moment.I offered a warm smile as I watched her walk toward me with steps that were far calmer, looking so elegant and beautiful for a woman in her fifties. However, my gaze suddenly dropped to her hands. There, she was still clutching that worn-out brown te

Where It All Began

POV Melissa That night, decades ago, I was on my way home after running errands outside. I stepped with extreme caution along the slippery pathway, as a torrential downpour was sheeted over the earth, blinding my vision.Just as my steps were about to cross a small wooden bridge—the sole access to the house left behind by my parents—my eyes accidentally caught the outline of a silhouette lying helplessly on the muddy ground.Initially, my entire skin tingled with goosebumps. I was seized by an overwhelming terror, assuming it was the corpse of a crime victim. However, when my ears faintly caught a low groan pleading for help amidst the pattering of the rain, my sense of humanity suddenly overrode my fear. Slowly, I gathered the courage to approach him in the deep darkness of the pitch-black night.I couldn't see his face clearly back then. One thing was for certain: the strange man's body was riddled with severe wounds that bled profusely, and he

...

3 4 5 6 7

...

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP