THE BILLIONAIRE CRIPPLED WIFE

chapter 3&4

🌹THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRIPPLED 🌹

🥀WIFE🥀

{Love In Contract…}

Chapter 3💎4

🥀ENMITY BOND🥀

“What are you doing? You haven't even read the contract yet. Calm down and read the contract Clara”. Mr Silver said as his wife removed a red stamp ink from her purse and began rubbing it on unconscious Ophelia's thumb.

“It doesn't matter. She wouldn't want to live with us anyways, not after we let another sister of hers take another boyfriend of hers. It's good we send her off for marriage and the fact that its the Diamonds Holdings legitimate grandson makes it so much better, we'll gain a lot from this marriage as long as she becomes a good wife to her in-laws”. Mrs Silver said as she finally got Ophelia's thumbprint on the contract and she smiled as she put the document back into the contract.

“He seems to be in a haste. He has already done his thumbprint on the document also”. Mr Silver sighed and Mrs Silver smiled as they both glanced at Ophelia one last time before walking.

“I can't believe someone is already taking her off our hands. This accident seems to be God sent”. Mr Silver added as they left and Mrs Silver chuckled.

The moment they left, Ophelia's eyes opened slowly as she stared with glassy eyes at the ceiling.

Her lips were pale and her face lighter than usual as she brought her hands to tap on her legs but she felt nothing and she frowned.

‘I'm crippled. My goodness, goodness gracious. I'm so doomed! Very doomed!!!’. Ophelia screamed in her head as she begun hitting her hands angrily on the iron bed.

She then forced herself to sit up on the bed, as she ran her hands through her hair.

“Being crippled is one thing. But I can't be helpless. And they arranged my marriage to who?”. Ophelia mumbled to herself as she looked around her bed for her purse.

And her eyes widened when she remembered how she had given it to a waiter to hold for her at the hall last night and forgot to take it back, before leaving out of anger.

“How could I leave that, my card, my phone! My strawberry flavored vape. Why do I feel cursed?! I need to get them back!”. Ophelia roughed her hair in anger as she tried coming down from the bed, but she fell heavily on the ground hitting her forehead and it bruised with blood spilling out of it.

But she cared less as she suddenly saw a wheelchair right next to the door and she smiled as she dragged herself towards it.

“For someone who has thieves as sisters. I'll be done if my purse gets into their hands. All my hard work and sweat will be for nothing!”. Ophelia said to herself with so much struggle as she dragged herself on the ground to the wheelchair.

Suddenly the Tv in the room, started a new live program and the anchor on the screen begun talking, but Ophelia didn't care less as she continued her struggle.

*Just as planned since last year. 'Lia's Glow' a beauty company owned by Miss Ophelia Silver, will be launching new sets of beauty products in an hour time and because of the recent accident concerning the founder, her loving sisters and their boyfriends who didn't want her hard work to go to waste all pushed through with the launch for her, and since Miss Ophelia herself gave them her company's credit card they'll be helping her not only with the launching of her products but also to manage her whole beauty company till she fully recovers. This is what having a good family means*

The anchor stated as pictures and videos of Diasy, Darcie, Nicolas and Ethan all dressed grandly on Ophelia’s beauty launch red carpet took over the screen.

Ophelia who couldn't believe her ears as she looked up the screen and seeing four of the at her most anticipated launch as the host instead of her made her eyes widened.

She was still lying flat on the floor and so close to the door where the wheelchair was when the news hit her.

Then suddenly she begun laughing loudly, like a maniac.

“What nonsense. Even if they have the card, they don't know my pin and I have multiple security systems surrounding that account, they're just lying to make headlines. And the beauty launch is mine! How dare they host it on my behalf!”. Ophelia screamed at the top of her voice as she angrily used her hand to pull the wheelchair closer to her then she got on it with so much struggles.

The moment she fell for the sixth time, she just laid on the ground breathing hard in frustration, with her hair scattered on her face.

“Come with us”. Joules said to the Silver Couple the moment they stepped out of Ophelia's ward.

And they followed as he walked them to talk at the reception, there a huge TV was playing and many people gathered to watch the latest occurrence concerning ‘Lia's Glow’

“Ophelia might be a b***h but she has good family members”

“Her sisters are very pretty”

“Daisy still remain my favourite in the family though”

“Darcie should have waited a little bit. She just can't exercise patience”. Mrs Silver mumbled as they watched the news.

“You told them to act fast remember? I still don’t like the idea of all this though. We let them take her boyfriends and now even her company?”. Mr Silver shook his head and his wife rolled eyes at him.

“Your clothing company is almost going bankrupt! Meanwhile you have a rich daughter with multiple beauty Salons, boutiques with a huge headquater company, all in this city and beyond! She refused helping you when we asked, and as if that isn’t enough she almost went ahead to create a clothing line and make you completely bankrupt?! If we don’t sabotage her business and send her off for marriage, she’ll sabotage ours!”. Mrs Silver hissed in a whisper to her husband who sighed.

Joules cleared his throat so they could turn to him and they did.

“I just want to make it clear that, you both have no right over your daughter anymore as her parents. The only sole owner of her life is my boss now and breach of contract will be paid with 18 billion dollars”. Joules said adjusting his glasses as he calculated on his tab and the Silver couples eyes widened.

“18 billion dollars?! You mean we just sold our daughter to him for free or what? No wedding, no grand celebration?”. Mrs Silver asked in shock.

“No phone calls and no seeing each other without my bosses permission. We hope you adhere to these rules please, it's a simple measure we have to take to secure nothing stands in the way of my boss's election”. Joules said then he bowed before turning to the men behind him.

“Go get the girl”. He said and they instantly went to Ophelia's room.

“Simple measure. So now I have just two daughters”. Mr Silver sneered with a frown and Joules nodded with a smile.

“Nice way to put it sir”. Joules said and Mrs Silver almost rushed to hold his collar, but her husband pulled her back.

“Let's go to the beauty launch. Our girls needs us over there to support them”. Mr Silver said as he took his wife out of the hospital.

Suddenly the men he sent ran back with beads of sweat on their faces as they stared worriedly at him and he gave them puzzled look.

“She's not in the ward”. One of them said and Joules eyes widened.

“What the heck?! And you all are standing there?! Go find her! We have just few minutes to spare or we'll all loose our jobs!!”. Joules shouted and instantly the men scattered around as they went in search of Ophelia.

The whole place was filled with reporters, fans, customers, celebrities and well wishers all greeting Darcie and Diasy who stood outside welcoming the guests.

Daisy even held Ophelia's purse like it was hers, since the black color of the purse goes well with her black color flare long gown.

Soon a cab stopped right in front of the boutique and a taxi driver, alighted the cab, to help Ophelia out and place her from his taxi sit to her wheelchair.

Darcie and Diasy seeing her exchanged puzzled stares, and the reporters that gathered them, soon traced whom they were staring at but the moment they were about to see Ophelia her parent's car pulled up right in front of her blocking their views and, soon they ran to gather her parents instead.

While Daisy and Darcie sneakily walked to see Ophelia who removed her expensive bracelet to pay the cab driver, who was beyond grateful as he went back into his cab and drove off.

“Oh my goodness big Sis what happened to your legs?”. Diasy gasped as she ran to touch Ophelia's legs but Ophelia who was already boiling in anger instantly grabbed her hair tight.

“Ahh!!”. Diasy screamed loudly and Darcie looked around to see if the reporters were around but thankfully they were already inside with their parents and guest.

“You nasty thing!! How dare you steal my purse!!”. Ophelia snapped as she dragged Diasy's hair tight till she began crying and Darcie in anger kicked Ophelia's wheel chair and Ophelia fell straight to the ground together with her wheel chair.

“I want my purse back. And leave my boutique! I don't want anyone of you present here, take your cheating @sses and leave!!---

Ophelia wasn't done talking when Diasy removed her high heel and used it to slap her hard on the face, leaving a bruise and cut on it, soon Ophelia's cheeks began bleeding.

“You awful b*tch! You were everywhere because you had more money than us right?! Now that we've successfully taken everything from you! The only thing you have is your pretty face and I just ruined it for you so just go die!! After all mom and Dad told us to consider you dead in the family! Why are you still here?!!!”. Daisy screamed loudly as she slapped Ophelia hard on the cheek and her eyes widened, as she looked up at her sisters with bruised face.

“Consider me dead? Why? Because they're marrying me off to a nobody?! And what makes you all think it's so easy to snatch my company from me?!!!”. Ophelia yelled loudly in anger and Darcie and rolled eyes as she smirked.

“Hey. As long as we can prove to the court that we're family with the deceased, then not only your company but even your private condo in mexico belongs to us!!”. Darcie sneered harshly and Ophelia threw her hospital slippers at her face.

“I'm not dead!! I'm not f**king dead! So you just go f**k yourselves because I'm not dying anytime soon!!”. Ophelia shouted as she removed her second slippers and threw it at Darcie's face again and Darcie in anger stormed towards her and kicked her face with her leg, which sent her straight to the floor, as she then bent and grabbed Ophelia's hair.

“I'm not your mate. I'm four years older than you, you b*tch!!”. Darcie snapped and Ophelia grabbed her hair also and Darcie screamed.

Then Ophelia flipped her over, making Darcie use her back to hit the ground, then she begun punching Darcie hard on the face, that she begun bleeding.

Daisy instantly ran in to get their parents, who snuck out of the event with Ethan and Nicolas.

The moment they arrived their eyes widened at the scene before them as they ran to almost unconscious Darcie's aid.

While Mr Silver begun phoning someone.

“I've had enough of you all! How dare you treat me like thrash!! I hate you!! I really hate you all!!”. Ophelia screamed as she continued punching Darcie.

Till Nicolas pushed her roughly off Darcie, who finally fainted and in anger he slapped Ophelia hard on the face.

“You're so annoying and disgusting! We're trying to help you here and you do this to your older sister! What kind of a witch are you?!”. Nicolas groaned loudly and Ophelia threw him a glare.

“You dare not call my name before, now because I'm crippled you raised your hands at me?”. Ophelia glared and Nicolas scoffed as he glared back at her.

“But why is she back here?! Didn't you say we have no ties with her since she's married?! She just came to ruin my whole mood this afternoon!!”. Diasy shouted as she asked their mother who kept quiet.

While Ophelia took in as she touched her bleeding face and lips, then she began chuckling crazily.

“I run a beauty salon but my face got disfigured in just ten minute”. She laughed and her parents and everyone stared at her like she was mad.

Suddenly a black Mercedes stopped right behind Ophelia and everyone's gaze fell on it as Joules stepped down from the car together with his men.

Seeing the way Ophelia looked on the ground, Joules sighed as he returned back into the car.

“We'll have to waste more time to clean her up now”. He muttered as he signaled at the men to carry laughing Ophelia into the car, then without a single word they drove off.

“Who are those people?”. Ethan asked as he watched them leave.

“It's none of our business. Get the files ready and tell the media that as a result of the accident, Ophelia developed a strong illness and will be put away from public's eyes as from now on”. Mrs Silver said as she walked back into the boutique and Mr Silver frowned before going in.

Nicolas took Darcie home, and Diasy amd Ethan walked back in.

Ophelia sat on an electronic wheelchair as she was dressed in a pretty red long sleeve gown with V neck.

She was in a fancy living room all alone, with no one to brief her about what she was doing there or who she was married to.

Her face was patched with plasters, and right now she had told herself not to let what happened earlier get to her, she was used to always bouncing back on her feet and she would.

She only stared around at the insane interiors, then she moved to a tall shelf filled with lots of glass collection, ranging from tampered glass, marble glass to normal glass.

“Whose house is this?”. She mumbled as she almost took one from it not till she heard two footsteps ascending the stairs behind her and she turned her head to the glass stairs.

Joules was the first to come down anxiously from the stairs as his eyes widened seeing Ophelia close to the shelf.

He instantly ran to pull her away from there.

“Please stay away from that. And could you please be likeable a little bit in front of my boss—

“So she's the one you brought to me”. The farmilair deep voice questioned sternly from behind and Ophelia's frowned recognizing it as she pushed Joules out of the way, to see Richard clearly and Richard seeing her frowned also.

Richard is a tall, manly and handsome twenty eight years, old, whose cold and sometimes arrogant to people around him.

He has pretty brown eyes, and jet black silky hair, his facial features are beyond sharp and breathtaking, his lips are sinfully deep pink and alluring, plus he also has a sharp jawline.

He was dressed in a green loose top with button, and a black pant, the sleeves of his shirt was rolled up revealing his killer arm muscles and an expensive black shade was hung in the neck of his shirt.

Giving him a sophisticating look as he moved closer to her, his full gaze fully on her wheelchair then he glanced at her.

“You really can't walk? Or you're just putting up an act, like you always do?”. He asked sternly and Ophelia scoffed as she tucked her hair behind her ear, then she threw Joules a sharp glance.

“Him??! You told me, “Your parents married you off to my boss at Diamond Holdings", I thought it was Pascal or maybe Gerald. But the youngest and inexperienced?!!----

“The f**k did you just call me?!!!”. Richard shouted loudly his dark glares on her and Ophelia threw him a surprised glance.

“Did you just yell at me?! Oh my goodness are you going to be an abusive husband?! No way! I want a divorce, right this instance!!”. Ophelia snapped loudly.

“Am i going to be an abusive husband?”. Richard muttered as he walked to sit on the sofa opposite.

“With a wife like you, I certainly won't be sentenced to jail even if I kill and bury you right beneath my roof”. Richard muttered darkly as he crossed his legs and Ophelia's eyes widened.

“I'll take my leave now”. Joules mumbled in a little whisper as he instantly droped the contract on the glass table before the couple and ran out of the place.

Ophelia seeing Joules leave instantly felt fear griping her as she tried avoiding the gaze of the handsome devil before her.

“Di--did you send him away to kill me? Wh-what---have I ever offended you before—

Ophelia wasn't done asking when Richard let out a mocking scoff, then he sat leaning closer as he stared solely at her, his pretty brown eyes mocking her.

“You used to be so mighty, you even dared slapped me at my office the other day. You supported my brother all through this election, but now suddenly you're at my mercy? What changed? Be honest and tell me, I'm ready to listen. Why are you so pitiful now?”. Richard questioned with an obvious scarsm and Ophelia frowned tearfully at him.

“You have no right to mock me okay?!! After all your assistant is the one who ruined my life!!”. She screamed tearfully and Richard smiled a little as he picked the contract file from the table.

“I heard. Joules told me everything and trust me, I was beyond mad than you, I almost fired him, but then he added you were now ‘crippled’”. Richard muttered with a dark smile as he glanced through the contract.

“I couldn't be more happier. Seriously even if I already found someone, i wouldn't mind divorcing her the moment I hear you're now crippled. I mean, who wouldn't want to see you suffer…I remember loosing six percent out of my shares because of you just few months back, now I'm your husband? Irony of life”. Richard muttered as he turned a sharp gaze at her only to see her completely in tears and he blinked in shock, while closing the file.

“You cry? How? I thought you weren't human?”. He asked sarcastically as he stood up and walked to her, then he bent right before her as he stared at her, while she wept bitterly.

“Can you cry more. Or better, can you beg me to free you? Though it's highly impossible but can just do that?”. Richard requested and Ophelia wiped off her tears sharply.

As she glared at him and he smiled helping her to wipe it off more, his strong hands handling her face so softly and Ophelia only sat stunned staring as he cleaned her face for her, then he handed her contract.

“Now you look like a lady. Take it, read it, assimilate it and start living by it. Any breach of contract, will cause you 300billion and I'm pretty sure you don't have that much again, even in the past your silly wealth isn't up to that. Not to speak about now that things are coming as I want it”. Richard said as he stood up and walked to the wine cellar right beneath the stairs to pour himself a drink.

While Ophelia read through the papers.

“We won't be living together?”. She asked as she glanced at him and he turned to her.

“Do you want us to?”. He asked and Ophelia ignored him as she continued reading then she frowned.

“I can't go out? Not even shopping?! And who do you think you are to decide that?!!!”. Ophelia snapped loudly and Richard was the one who ignored her this time as he sipped from his glass of red wine and she sat glaring madly at him.

Then she continued reading, and scoffed loudly.

“Annoying pervert! You'll chose what clothes I wear too? Why? Why do I need to dress if I'm not going anywhere?!!”. Ophelia sneered again at him and Richard turned to her as he returned his wine glass after rinsing it.

“You mean you walk around your house naked?”. He asked as he walked back to her, bent right next to her.

“Well that doesn't mean you have the right to chose what I wear—

“Not only what you wear, where you will stay and what you will eat will all be decided by me. I didn't make you go bankrupt for no reason. I must make sure you're so helpless, that you'll become nothing but a liability for even the tiniest of things”. Richard spat darkly with so much hate in his tone and Ophelia's eyes widened.

“Bankrupt? You were the one who helped my family seize all my properties?!”. She screamed loudly and Richard nodded slowly while smirking at her.

“You think they could have done all that alone? The moment I heard you were crippled I had to call them to ask, if they needed my help with handling their daughter's asset and they didn't waste time to fall at my favour. Though don't worry, I won't let them spend a single penny of your hardwork I'll give it all to charity in your name, Mrs Ophelia Richard Diamond”. Richard said and Ophelia in anger used the document in her hand to slap him hard on the face and what followed was absolute silent from Richard whose head tilted to the side.

“This makes it the second time right?”. Richard asked as he touched his stinging face and Ophelia smirked.

“What? You want me to make it the third?!”. She retorted and he threw her a deadly glare.

“Will you dare to try it?”. He asked as their gaze locked and Ophelia soon became speechless out of fright, then he stood up and began walking out of the living room.

“Your business is my business. But the moment you dare b*tt into my business, consider yourself a walking dead, because that's what I'll turn you into”. Richard said as he put on his shade and walked out of the living room and Ophelia in anger tore the entire contract to pieces.

“You resentful piece of junk!!! I hate you!! I hate you and everyone else!!!”. Ophelia screamed loudly as she threw the pieces to the ground, then she roughed her hair…