Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband Novels & Stories

“Are you crying? Who did this? Where are you? I’ll come find you right now!” I dug my fingernails into my palm as I suppressed the sadness and hatred in my heart. “I’m fine. I was just watching a movie. The female protagonist was framed by her husband, whom she loved deeply. She was blind to everything. She didn’t know the truth and still loved him foolishly—” Joe paused and interrupted me uneasily. “It’s good that you’re fine. I’ll come and pick you up. You should watch less of this nonsense.” I said, “It’s fine. I’ve already called a cab. I’ll reach home very soon.”

Instead, I was terrified of what I was about to become. Despite his supposed disabilities, I knew now that Vito was fully capable of physical intimacy. The evidence I'd felt that day in his office had been unmistakable—he was very much a functioning man, regardless of whatever limitations his injuries might have caused. But what would that mean for our marriage? Would he expect me to share his bed? Would our relationship be purely physical, or would he maintain the cold distance he'd shown me since the incident with Maria? I don't even know how to be married to someone who hates me.

He then lowered his head and kissed her lips passionately. Lisa pushed him away hard and retreated a few steps. She glared at him and resented, "Don't cross your limit. I am married, and you are also engaged." Daniel Brooke chuckled and said, "That doesn't change the fact that I love you. You can only be mine. I won't allow anyone to have you." He walked closer to her one step at a time, "I have proof that can prove Mr. Black that he didn't leak that question paper. If you want me to help him, don't resist me." He paused to take a good look at her and asked, "What do you say, my darling?"

He ought to teach her a lesson one of these days. “I don’t agree to it, so you won’t be marrying him! With so many men at your disposal, why on earth are you choosing a crippled one? What kind of happiness can he possibly offer you?” His son was now disabled, and he was only left with a daughter to count on. However, she was planning on marrying a disabled person? “Dad, you’re not allowed to say that about him! He merely injured his legs, and it doesn’t mean he’s going to be in a wheelchair his whole life,” Tammy said with a cold face.

I traced the ring on my finger, its gold dull in the dim light. I thought of my mother, who had once told me during my teenage years that marriage is not just about love but about the soil it is planted in. If the soil is too harsh, the flower struggles, she had said. I wondered now what kind of soil I had been planted in, and if love would be enough water.

Bianca’s eyes lit up for a second—but she controlled it. Adrian didn’t. His expression hardened slightly. “I’m not ready for that.” His mother blinked. “What do you mean you’re not ready?” she asked. “You’re married. This is the next step.” Adrian shook his head slowly. “I don’t even remember my own life,” he said. “And you’re talking about bringing a child into it?” “That’s exactly why!” she insisted. “A child will stabilize things. It will strengthen your bond.” Adrian’s jaw tightened.

“Fear doesn’t make you evil, Athena.” “Then…. why…. why…. do… do I feel ashamed?” “Because you love me.” he replied, he pulled me closer until my forehead rested against his chest. “You are scared people will reduce me to my wheelchair, and now you are realizing a small part of you has been doing the same thing too.” I buried my face against his chest and cried, he held me even though I was breaking his heart. “I don’t want to hurt you.” I whispered. “But you already did. We will survive it. You have to learn that loving me means loving all of me publicly too. Not just privately. You have to make up your mind that you really married a crippled man and you are in love with me, then we can mak

Thank goodness her parents were wise and adopted the method they used,in getting her to agree to marry that impotent man. A man who is cripple, whose spinal cord has lost his function, how can he make love to his wife. She wondered how boring their wedding night was going to be. "The couple can now kiss" that's the last section of the wedding and Jenny sighed softly. How does she do it when her husband is in a wheelchair and her legs are hurting her and she's in pain? Eduardo Anderson remained expressionless and calm. He can't stand up anhe can't force her to bend to his level. Whatever happens, he wasn't going to take offence.

“We fell in love and to be honest, I couldn’t seem to accept the fact that a woman could fall in love with me while I was disabled. I told her many times that she could leave if she didn’t want to be with me anymore but she didn’t. She stayed and became my strength and hope when I felt I was worth nothing…” Emotions rushed over Aiden’s face as he paused to catch his breath and I could tell he was living through those moments from that time again. It was a trying and traumatic time for him so I understood and placed a hand over his beneath the table to help him feel better. He linked his fingers through mine in return and exhaled deeply before he went on. “Then we got married. In secret…” “Wh

Only after carefully putting a bandage on him did she glance at me. "Henry has become mentally impaired because he saved me in that accident. You're not allowed to seek revenge on him or kick him out. Besides, you're also at fault. I have told you a long time ago that I don't like people touching me. If you really love me, you wouldn't touch me." Back then, I loved her to the bone. I actually apologized to her like an idiot. From that moment onward, our marriage was without intimacy. Who would have thought my innocent and pure wife would shamelessly fool around with the poor student?