My Crippled Husband Is a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 649 | Released on: 05/12/2025

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tella insisted. "That champagne

ulian snapped. He wheeled himself

cked the door. The click of the

ng the silence of the house wrap a

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tly overhead, shaking

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he wrapped her arms around h

weight. And

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hair. They were tangled together, limbs awkward

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r fingers grazed his bi

, her voice trembling. "Call me next ti

n his gut. She was so sincere. So desperate to he

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wife," Stell

with a sudden zzzt. T

s straddling his lap on the floor. Sh

hurt?"

said. "Just

shing in her eyes. She

He looked at his arm where she had touche

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“The silence in St. Patrick's Cathedral wasn't peaceful; it was a physical weight on Stella's shoulders, heavier than her wedding dress. She stood alone at the altar, ready for her perfect life, when her phone vibrated with a text that shattered everything. Her fiancé, Bryce, messaged just moments before the vows: "I can't do this. Monica needs me. I'm sorry." Monica, her maid of honor, was the reason he fled. Bryce's mother then publicly shamed Stella, implying her career ambition drove him away. The betrayal of her sacrifices, her future, and her dignity ignited a white-hot rage. Stella ripped off her veil, grabbed the microphone, and exposed the groom and maid of honor's affair to the stunned guests before storming out. A furious wreck in her ruined gown, she stumbled on the cathedral steps, meeting Julian Sterling, the "Cursed Son" in a wheelchair. He offered no pity, only a detached assessment. In a defiant, adrenaline-fueled moment, Stella crouched and asked, "Are you single?" Julian, needing a strategic alliance against his family, agreed to a cold, transactional marriage of convenience. With the City Clerk's office hours ticking down, Stella tore her dress, determined to forge a new path of vengeance and desperate necessity.”