Romance Novel Hero In Wheelchair Novels & Stories

"That man is the groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded carelessly. "She didn't show up at the right time and still is running late. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." Valeria could feel his pain and tilted her head towards the staff boy. "And he's been waiting here all this time? Quite resilient." She remarked while the staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Valeria, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone.

Michael wheeled himself to his mini bar, he poured himself a bottle of red wine, he took a sip and stared at his legs, he knew his action is not helping him, Dr. Cage told him he has to use his crutches regularly so that he legs would master carrying his weight again but here he was, back in his wheelchair all because he wants to keep the woman he loves close to him and if sitting in a wheelchair is going to make her stay by his side, then he don't mind sitting in a wheelchair.

Understanding her plight, Samuel nodded empathetically, acknowledging her need for relief. With a gentle touch, he took hold of the wheelchair's handles, ready to guide Rose towards the grand entrance of the sprawling mansion. Bracing herself against the relentless sun, Rose closed her eyes briefly, steeling her resolve. Together, they began their measured progress, Samuel's expertly calibrated movements ensuring a smooth journey. Navigating through the immaculately manicured grounds, Samuel maneuvered the wheelchair with finesse and precision, gently pushing Rose along the winding pathway. Each turn of the wheels brought them closer to the welcoming sanctuary of the mansion, shielding them

Renee managed a smile, swiftly pushing aside her negative feelings. Realizing her squatting might appear rather forlorn, she slowly stood up. But her legs, having been numb from squatting, almost gave way beneath her. The man swiftly extended his hand, steadying her arm with a grip that didn't resemble a patient, showcasing his strength and reflexes. “Thank you." Renee expressed her gratitude, regaining her footing and stepping back a little. "Are your legs...injured? It's quite a coincidence; my husband also uses a wheelchair."

Sure enough, Ambrose had come out. But what did she see? Angelina couldn't believe her eyes. She saw Ambrose giving Larissa a piggyback ride. Her heart was shattered into pieces! This was Ambrose Hamilton! The high and mighty Ambrose Hamilton! How could he carry a humble woman on his back and protect her like a treasure? It was love at first sight for Angelina ever since she saw Ambrose. She loved this handsome and mighty man of status. Unfortunately, she later learned Ambrose got injured and would have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He had become a cripple and was exiled to an isolated place by the Hamilton family.

After seducing Roxanne's fiancé, she also wanted to let her marry her disabled fiancé in her place. “Did you discuss it with Mr. Ford?” Roxanne asked, “Does he agree to switch the brides?” As the top CEO who lived abroad with his grandfather for years, Henry decided to return to the Country and take over as CEO of the Ford Corporation. However, he was involved in a terrible accident and was bedridden for months. Despite the many months of physiotherapy, it was confirmed that the heir to the Ford Corporation would be bound to a wheelchair forever. This information was all over the news. Henry Ford was disabled and bound to a wheelchair for life! Roxanne knew Maya didn’t want to marry a crippl

Then he said to Thea, "Miss Thea, he has been waiting for you inside for a long time. Go ahead." Thea stood at the door and took a deep breath. Then he pushed open the door and walked in. She stood by the door and saw a specially made wheelchair placed prominently in the center. Sitting upright in the wheelchair was a man. Even from behind, he looked handsome and dignified like a noble gentleman. His hand rested on the armrest of the wheelchair, his fair and slender hand excessively beautiful. If one were to overlook the centipede-like scar that extended from his sleeve on the back of his hand.

As Soon as they left, they stopped kissing. " Thank you" he said and adjusted his shirt, which appeared a little rumpled. He was going to leave when he asked " what's your name?" " Jane," she replied flippantly. He left without another word but a car headlights showed on his face and she saw his face. But he walked with his legs that night. Why is he on a wheelchair now? Jenny was confused and shook the idea off. She must have taken him to be someone else. Everyone in the city knew that Eduardo Anderson was crippled as a result of the accident he had months ago.

Yet, the divorce between him and Alyssa persisted as a reality, and their entrenched disagreements remained unsolvable—another undeniable fact. Despite pouring his heart into pursuing her and risking his life, he found it impossible to earn even a modicum of trust from her. While he was unafraid of making one-sided sacrifices, the absence of trust from her troubled him deeply. Upon reaching the villa in Crescent Bay, Jasper alighted from the car and aided Ben in readying the wheelchair. He intended to assist Newton in settling into the wheelchair. "I won't use a wheelchair. I'm not disabled. Why should I use a wheelchair?" Newton impatiently pulled Jasper aside and instructed Ben, "Ben, get

“Everyone here loves me. His family, his sisters, his friends. You know that between you and I - I am the better candidate, and Leo will always choose me.” Maybe she was telling the truth. He left my side for hers. He was always available for her. He loved her. Maybe more than he’s ever loved me. We continue walking until we reach the peak of the hill. I was preparing to push her wheelchair carefully when I felt the hesitation of the wheels being stuck. I squat down to examine the wheels while holding the chair with one hand to keep it from escaping down the hill, but I feel a strong shove and suddenly lose my grip trying to steady myself. Charlotte - in her wheelchair, begin rolling down th