All Chapters of My Disabled Billionaire Husband : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Arlene's POVThat evening, after Simone had finished his first rehabilitation session and finally settled down to rest, I returned to my room with my thoughts still occupied by everything that had happened that morning.I was very proud of him, more than I could put into words.Watching him struggle through those exercises had made me realize just how much courage it would take for him to reclaim something he had once believed was permanently lost. I wanted to be there through all of it, even on the days when progress was slow and frustrating.But as I changed into something more comfortable, another thought began creeping into my mind.The journal.I hadn't opened it in several days.Ever since I discovered that Theodore had apparently had a pregnant mistress, I had been unable to stop wondering about the child. According to Simone's mother's writings, Theodore had wanted the woman to get rid of the baby. Yet she had refused.I needed to know what happened afterward.The thought made

Arlene's POV By the time we finished watching the sunset, the sky had grown considerably darker, and the cool evening breeze had begun to settle around us. I held the painting Simone had made of me carefully against my chest as I walked beside him, still admiring it every few seconds as it looked so real.There was something about the picture that made my heart feel strangely warm, especially because I knew he had taken the time to sit there and study every little detail of me before putting it on the canvas.I pushed him back toward the mansion, and for most of the walk, neither of us seemed particularly interested in filling the peaceful evening with conversation. When we finally reached his room, I wheeled him inside and helped him settle comfortably."I'll leave you to rest," I said as I turned toward the door."Babe, hold on..."I stopped and looked back at him. He pointed toward a small parcel sitting on the table."I have something for you."My curiosity immediately got the be

Arlene's POV The moment Theodore walked into the dining room, I became painfully aware of how close Simone and I had been sitting.I instinctively shifted in my chair, creating a little more space between us as though that could somehow erase the fact that Theodore had already seen us together. My fingers moved nervously over the edge of my plate, and I suddenly found myself wondering what he thought of the scene he had walked in on.Simone, however, didn't seem interested in pretending that anything was wrong. Theodore pulled out a chair at the table and sat down as though he had been invited to join us all along."Judith," he called casually. "Bring me dinner."Judith appeared a few moments later and began arranging another place setting for him. I kept my eyes lowered, but I could feel the tension coming from Simone beside me."What are you doing here?" Simone finally asked.Theodore glanced at him without much emotion. "You've forgotten that this is my house. I can come whenever

Arlene's POV Not long after I slept off, I was startled awake by a faint movement beside me. For a few seconds, I remained half-asleep, trying to understand what had disturbed me. The room was still dark, and the only light came from the soft glow filtering through the curtains. I turned toward Simone, expecting to find him sleeping peacefully, but something about him immediately caught my attention.He was sweating profusely despite the cold weather. At first, I thought perhaps he was simply too warm beneath the covers, but when I touched his arm, I realized his skin was damp. His breathing had become uneven, and there was a slight tension in his face that hadn't been there when we went to sleep."Simone?"He didn't respond. I sat up and touched his shoulder again."Simone, wake up."His body shifted restlessly, and I could see his hands had tightened into fists, and his breathing was becoming heavier. I felt a familiar worry settle in my chest.I moved closer and gently rubbed hi

Arlene's POV The moment we entered the rehabilitation room, I could tell that today was going to be different from the session at the mansion. The room was spacious and brightly lit, with different pieces of equipment arranged around it, and everything about the place looked designed for one purpose: helping people regain the strength and movement they had lost.Simone looked around quietly from his wheelchair while the physiotherapist explained what they would be doing."Today, we'll focus mainly on strengthening exercises," the doctor said, positioning himself beside Simone. "We won't rush anything. Your body has been inactive for a long time, so we're going to start gradually and increase the intensity as your muscles become stronger."Simone nodded, listening carefully. The doctor showed him how to position his legs and explained the movements he would need to repeat. At first, Simone seemed uncertain, but he followed the instructions and tried his best to complete each exercise