Chapter 14 Married A Cripple
Rachel’s Pov
Michael’s expression hardened. “Don’t jump to conclusions, Rachel.”
I crossed my arms. “Oh? Then tell me, Michael, what exactly should I think?”
He let out a frustrated sigh. “You left, Rachel. What was I supposed to do? Ivan likes Susan. She takes care of him well. It only makes sense that I make her his mother.”
I scoffed. “I don’t care what you do, Michael. You don’t owe me an explanation.”
His phone beeped. He glanced at the screen and frowned. “I’m running late for my meeting.”
Susan smiled sweetly. “I’ll wait outside with Rachel.”
Michael nodded and walked away, disappearing into the building.
The moment he was gone, Susan’s fake kindness dropped. She smirked.
“How does it feel, Rachel?” she sneered. “Eight years, and you were still left behind.”
I rolled my eyes. “Susan, I don’t care.”
She raised her left hand, flashing her diamond ring. “Michael bought me the most expensive ring. He loves me. He chose me.”
I sighed. “Good for you. I’ve moved on.”
I turned to leave, but Susan grabbed my wrist. “I’m not done with you yet.”
I glared at her. “Let go.”
She tightened her grip. “I will make sure you regret ever thinking you had a chance with
Michael.”
My patience snapped. “Susan, don’t test me.”
She laughed mockingly. “What? What will you do?”
I leaned in. “Say one more word, and I will slap you.”
Suddenly, Susan gasped and fell to the ground.
I blinked in confusion. “What-”
She clutched her palm, which had scraped against the rough pavement. Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Rachel,” she whimpered. “It’s not my fault that Michael married me and not you!”
A sharp voice cut through the air.
“Rachel!”
Michael stormed out of the building, his face red with anger. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
I frowned. “What?”
He rushed over to Susan and helped her up. “Are you seriously bullying her right now? You
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“Rachel!”
Michael stormed out of the building, his face red with anger. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
I frowned. “What?”
He rushed over to Susan and helped her up. “Are you seriously bullying her right now? You
know she’s pregnant!”
I froze.
Susan sniffled, hiding her face against Michael’s chest.
I exhaled sharply. “I don’t have time for this madness.” Without another word, I turned and walked away.
I rounded the corner, and my driver was already waiting.
“Take me home.”
The drive was quiet, and I let my head rest against the window. I wasn’t hurt–I was just tired.
When we arrived, the butler opened the door for me.
Xavier was waiting inside. His face lit up when he saw me. “You’re back.”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
His sharp eyes studied me. “Something happened?”
+ sighed and dropped onto the couch. “I had a good day. Until I ran into Michael and
Susan.”
Xavier scoffed. “Of course.”
Before I could say anything else, my phone rang.
I checked the caller ID. My assistant.
I picked it up. “What is it?”
“Mrs Rachel, I just wanted to inform you that Michael’s company wants to sign a deal with us. If approved, it’ll bring in millions of dollars for them.”
I clenched my jaw.
A deal? With my company?
“No.” My voice was firm. “I don’t want our company having any dealings with Michael’s company.”
“Understood.”
I hung up.
Xavier arched his brow. “Michael wants a deal with your company?”
I shrugged. “Too bad for him.”
Xavier chuckled. “Bet he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with.”
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company.”
“Understood.”
I hung up.
Xavier arched his brow. “Michael wants a deal with your company?”
I shrugged. “Too bad for him.”
Xavier chuckled. “Bet he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with.”
I smirked. “Not yet.”
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
The butler moved to open it.
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Xavier quickly wheeled himself to his usual spot. In seconds, he transformed into the helpless man the world knew–his back slightly slouched, his hands limp on the wheelchair’s arms. His eyes turned distant, childlike.
A high–pitched voice cut through the air.
“I told you, Michael! She’s married to him!”
Susan.
I sighed heavily. “Just what I needed.”
The butler stepped aside, revealing Susan standing at the entrance with an exaggerated look of shock.
Michael stood beside her, his face unreadable. His eyes flickered between me and Xavier.
I folded my arms. “To what do I owe this visit?”
Susan scoffed. “So it’s true. You really married him.”
Michael’s gaze hardened. “Rachel, what the hell is going on?”
I raised an eyebrow. “That’s my question.”
Susan smirked. “Are you seriously telling me you’re happily married to a crippled man?”
I clenched my fists. “Watch your mouth, Susan.”
She laughed. “Oh, don’t act like you actually love him. What, did you marry him for pity or for his money because you’re broke?”
Rachel’s Pov
