All Chapters of Falling In Love With The Disabled Heir: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aria’s POVAfter taking my bath, I slipped into a tank top and a pair of shorts. Comfortable and casual, just the way I liked it.Jameson’s water was ready. It was past brunch time with settling in and all. I decided that while he was bathing, I would gather everything he would be needing to make us lunch. The couch might’ve been comfy enough to rest after eating, but after that flight, I wasn’t settling for it. I had a plan in mind for me not to take the couch.When I finished preparing his water, I walked out to find him. His back was to me, and he seemed to be fumbling with his shirt.“Your water’s ready,” I said casually as I stepped closer.He didn’t even glance back. “I can handle it,” he muttered, still struggling with his buttons.“Stop being stubborn,” I said, snatching the shirt out of his hands before he could protest.“I’m not…” He started but stopped mid-sentence when I began unbuttoning his shirt for him.“You’re acting like a child,” His groan of annoyance cut off su

Jameson’s POV“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, raising a brow as I leaned back in my wheelchair studying her. She crossed her arms, her lips twitching like she was holding back a storm. “I don’t like keeping things bottled up in my head. It's more like holding grudges and that’s not my thing, so let me just clear the air,” she started, “At the very least, you could’ve told me there’s someone else in your life instead of me figuring it out on my own.” I blinked, pretending to be confused. “Someone else?”“Yes. Someone else,” She emphasized, “Do you have any idea what would happen if the media caught wind of you sneaking around just days into our marriage? What would that do to our reputations?”I bit back a smirk, finding her dramatics far more amusing than I should have. The way she paced, her hands moving in every direction was like watching someone act out a monologue. “Hey,” I said calmly, “why don’t you just get to the point?”She placed her hands on her hips and glared

Aria's POVHis eyes lowered and roamed over me, starting at my face and trailing down to my legs. His gaze lingered a moment too long on my thighs, and heat crept up my neck.I cleared my throat, desperate to break the tension. “Um… I just need to grab something real quick,” I stammered, gesturing awkwardly toward the closet. “I was just…” My voice trailed off. Why was I even explaining myself?He cleared his throat too, his eyes snapping back to his laptop. “I see,” he muttered without looking at me.I got what I needed and dressed up in a comfy two-piece nightwear. I climbed onto the bed and curled into a ball, wrapping my arms around my waist in a futile attempt to ease the pain.The couch wasn't as soft as the bed. I told myself I would only rest here for a few minutes before moving to the couch.“Your place is on the couch,” His voice cut through the quiet.My eyes snapped open in annoyance, he doesn't have to tell me. I knew that already, I sat upright on the bed and glared at

Aria’s POV As soon as we entered the room, silence settled between us like an invisible wall. He wheeled himself straight into the bathroom without a word, and I walked over to check my phone, relieved to find it fully charged. But when I unlocked it, I nearly dropped it. Fourteen missed calls from Mia. My stomach knotted. We have a lot to talk about, I should have texted her when I landed in Italy. But I still have time to do that. So I simply texted her, letting her know I would call her once I was free. I didn’t want to have a conversations with her with Jameson nearby. My stomach growled again, reminding me of my hunger. I used the telecom to order food. I flopped onto the bed, staring at my phone again. Adrian. His name stared back at me from our chat. No replies. Not even a single one after everything I typed to him. It was time to stop lying to myself. I needed to stop acting like I had a boyfriend waiting for me somewhere. I don’t. I deleted the chat and his numbe

Aria’s POVSitting at the table, I fidgeted with my fingers, unsure of how this “date” was going to go. The waiter came over with a friendly smile, asking what we would like to order. My excitement bubbled over, and before I could stop myself, I went all out.“For appetizers, I’ll have stuffed mushrooms and cauliflower wings. For the main course, a vegan cheese board with plant-based cheeses and vegan lasagna. And for dessert… A decadent vegan chocolate cake,” I listed, smiling proudly. “Oh, and Cabernet Sauvignon for the drink.”The waiter blinked, visibly stunned by the sheer amount of food I had ordered for myself. His reaction made me chuckle. “It’s my first time going out with my husband as a married couple,” I explained with a little shrug.He muttered an “oh” in understanding and then grinned. “Well, I’ll make sure to add a complimentary banana smoothie as a gift for the occasion.”My face lit up. “Really? That’s so sweet of you. Thank you,”The waiter nodded before turning t