THE BILLIONAIRE CRIPPLED WIFE

chapter 5&6

🌹THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRIPPLED 🌹

🥀WIFE🥀

{Love In Contract…}

Chapter 5💎6

🥀CRAZY COUPLE🥀

Richard walked straight to the parking lot towards his car and Joules joined him, as he opened the door for him and the moment Richard got in at the backseat, Joules sat at the driver seats as he did his seatbelt.

“There’s a brief meeting at the office in thirty minutes time”. Joules said and Richard checked his wristwatch.

“Drive there”. He said as he relaxed his back on the seat and browsing on his tab.

While Joules nodded starting the engine and then he drove out of the mansion.

“Break! Break!!”. Ophelia screamed as she broke another one out of Richard's glass collection.

She panted heavily as she picked another glass from the shelf and smashed it real hard to the ground and seeing how it shattered on the floor she smiled widely.

“I need to break more. No! All of them!”. Ophelia grinned.

Thwn she moved herself to the back of the shelf and with every ounce of power within her she pushed the entire shelf to the ground and the shelf together with the glasses on it and the tiled floor itself all shattered into numerous pieces.

There was even a thunderous loud sound that followed shaking the whole ground and Ophelia sat on her wheelchair blinking puzzly as she stared at the shattered floor and glasses.

“Wow! Such great impact! Now let's move to the kitchen”. Ophelia smiled pridefully as she begun moving to the kitchen.

“Mrs Richard?”. A strong feminine voice called from behind and Ophelia friend turning to see who that was.

“It's Ophelia. And who gave you permission to come in? Go out and knock”. Ophelia hissed waving her off.

As she continued her way to the kitchen but the lady who looked like she was in her late forties, walked briskly to Ophelia and pulled her with her wheelchair back to the living room and Ophelia did nothing but sigh in frustration.

“Even a pauper can bully me”. Ophelia mumbled spitefully as the lady finally let go of her wheelchair, then she came in front of Ophelia and bowed.

“I'm Madam Naline and I'll be your home manager from now on”. The lady said and Ophelia broke into laughter.

As she stared mockingly at Madam Naline who was dress in a black suit and her hair packed in a low ponytail, with a tab in her hand.

“Home manager? Hey! I'm not a real wife!! Go find someone responsible and leave me the f**k alone!!”. Ophelia sneered lowly as she begun looking around for what next to destroy.

Madam Naline seeing the mess she made in the living room brought out her tab as she begun calculating.

“The shelf you destroyed is a 40,000 dollars shelf, the tiled floor you shattered is approximately 65,000 dollars, and the shattered glasses themselves In total are 3.6million. How do you wish to payback Mrs Richard”. Madam Naline said and Ophelia scoffed frowning at her.

“How do I wish to payback? Is your boss broke like me that he can't replace a single damaged stuff?! And didn't you just call me Mrs Richard? His stuff is my stuff and right now I feel like destroying our stuffs”. Ophelia sneered and Madam Naline sighed staring at her.

“You'll settle that with the boss yourself, right now let's get down to business”. Madam Naline said as she bent before Ophelia who frowned.

“Stand upright. I feel insulted anytime someone tries to match my height! Not like i was born crippled!!”. Ophelia snapped loudly and Mrs Naline stood upright then she dropped her tab on Ophelia's laps.

On the screen was displayed three pictures of beautiful mini mansions, all under different climatic conditions and Ophelia blinked puzzly wondering why she was shown that.

“The first house is a four bedroom cozy warm duplex in South Africa, the second is a three bedroom, with swimming pool in Russia, and the last is an eight bedroom duplex in Anatica, it has jacuzzis, a special room to get warm if you feel too cold, a private movie theater, a mini golf center, a mini tennis center, a huge garden, and ice skating ring—

“Oh my gawd! He's going this far to throw me away?! What the hell do you mean I have to chose between South Africa, Russia and Anatica and to think Anatica is the one with the best house just makes me feel he plans on sending me there to freeze to death!!”. Ophelia gasped dumbfoundedly.

“Well after all you're not supposed to be in limelight. If possible you're expected to live like a ghost and it's only if you choose one of this houses that all these will be achieved—

“Shut your f**king mouth up! I'm not leaving this city to be locked away in the other side of the world like a slave!!”. Ophelia snapped loudly.

“Well you do know that over here you don't get to go outside to even receive fresh hair, but in these three locations you'll be as free as a bird—

“How can I be as free as a bird? I mean the moment I step out in anatica I'll surely freeze so of course I still can't go anywhere over there!!”. Ophelia countered as she held her head in frustration.

“Then pick between the other two ma'am!---

“Do not yell at me you old ass b***h!! You know what? Get your crazy boss on the phone! I want to speak to him and I want to speak to him now!!”. Ophelia requested loudly in anger.

“I'm happy to do that”. Madam Naline sighed out as she began phoning Richard while Ophelia frowned at her.

Richard soon picked after the third ring.

“The lady wants to talk to you boss—

“Put it on video call. I want to see his damn face while I curse him out loud!”. Ophelia interrupted.

And Madam Naline shook head as she switched to video call and the moment Richard's busy face came to view, Madam Naline handed the phone to Ophelia to snatched it roughly from her.

Richard could clearly be seen in a conference meeting as he relaxed back on his seat while giving Ophelia a stern gaze.

Joules voice could be heard in the background as he did a briefing and Ophelia who was beyond mad, brought her head closer to screen to have a closer look at Richard who gave her a raised eyebrow.

“Do you want me to hang up?”. He finally spoke and Ophelia shook her head.

“Are you busy? I have alot to say”. Ophelia said and Richard blinked profusely as he leaned closer also.

“No. I'm not busy, in fact I'm at the playground licking ice cream”. Richard replied in the most sarcastic tone but his face was completely straight like he didn't just make such statement and Ophelia frowned in offense.

“Icecream? What flavor?”. Ophelia asked curiously as she stuck her face closer to the screen to see if he was really licking anything and Richard furrowed his eyebrows, which sent Ophelia back to reality.

“Anatica, Russia, and South Africa!! How will you ever–No, how will a grown ass man in his right damn senses send his wife to live there alone!! Especially when the wife is crippled and needs assistance?! You see one reason why I can never like you?!! You don't think at all you're big for nothing!! With that poker face and dumb brain of yours!! Do I have to make it clear to you, THAT I WILL GO NO WHERE?!!!”. Ophelia screamed loudly and instantly all stares at the conference turned to Richard, who gritted his teeth as he secretly muted her voice.

Joules even had to move closer to peep into the screen to confirm if it was really Ophelia screaming that loud, but a side eye from Richard sent him back to the projector.

Ophelia was very much still talking at the top of her voice, and Richard continued watching her in mute, till she suddenly stopped talking and began panting heavily while fanning herself with her fingers as she glared angrily at her, and Richard unmuted it, his eyes glaring darkly at her.

“Thank your stars I'm in the presence of staffs and not investors otherwise you'll surely be on your way to a mental assilance, because I believe that's the place that suits you best”. Richard threatened deeply before hanging up.

Then he returned his angered gaze back to the projector as his fingers tapped on the desk before him.

Most of the staffs stared at Richard in complete shock and confusion, as they wondered when and how he got married.

*****

“He--He just hang up on me!”. Ophelia sneered angrily and Madam Naline sighed as she sat on the chair opposite Ophelia.

Suddenly her tab chimed of a message and began browsing on it.

“Now that where you'll be living is settled. The clothes and furniture's will be sent over there—

“Where I'll be living is settled? How? When did I settle that?”. Ophelia questioned with a frown but Naline ignored her.

“The boss already chose anatica. Now to your daily schedule—

“Anatica?! I'm not going there?!!---

“I'd love if you stop interrupting me ma'am. Your daily schedule, is rotational! Every morning you're expected to wake up 7am for your morning exercise that will be lasting one hour, then by 8 you'll have breakfast, from 8:20 to 9 your exercise continues and then, from 9 to twelve you're expected to have read at least three three books from the library in the attic. You'll have lunch by twelve and then do the whole schedule again to 8pm in the evening where you'll have dinner and go to bed”. Madam Naline said and Ophelia only sat with widened eyes.

“That looks like a daily routine for a kid. And why do I need to read three books everyday?!”. Ophelia asked not believing her ears but again she was ignored and she couldn't help but scoff.

“The exercise is necessary for your leg and the reading of books is to keep you busy. Tonight by 12pm you're expected to go with the boss to the family mansion, to be introduced to them as his wife, so i advice you sleep in early so as to wake up early for tonight”. Madam Naline said before standing up as she checked her time.

“It's already 8pm. I'm off the clock, you know the way to the kitchen if you're hungry”. Madam Naline said before walking out of the living room and Ophelia only sat in puzzlement as she watched her leave.

The whole family gathered together with Ethan and Nicolas gathered at the living room, pacing through the whole place as Mrs Silver and her husband tried calling Richard.

“I still don't understand what Richard Diamond has to do with Ophelia's properties”. Nicolas said and Darcie turned to her parents.

“You both promised I would handle the branch at this city. I feel you both are putting on an act because you don't want to hand over the beauty salon!”. Darcie sneered and her mother threw her a glare.

Suddenly Richard picked Mr Silver's call and he turned to them.

“He picked! Now keep quiet”. Mr Silver muttered and Darcie rolled eyes as she shut up, while Mrs Silver stood right next to her husband as she tried eavesdropping.

“Yes?”. Richard's voice came from the other end and Mr Silver let out a little grin.

“Son-in-law. Trust you've been good?!”. Mr Silver asked with an awkward smile but no reply came from Richard.

And Mrs Silver in impatience took the phone from her husband to speak.

“We saw the news recently and it states that All of my daughter's wealth and properties has gone to charity. Even all the stores she opened round the city has been shut down. We just called to ask why is it—

“The money isn't yours so I don't you have any right to ask me what I do with it”. Richard replied sternly from the other end and Mrs Silver frowned.

“What do you mean by that? It's our daughter's money so it's also ours!!! And we have every right to ask you what happened to it!! Now it's either you reverse all what you did or—

Mrs Silver wasn't done speaking when Richard hang up the call and her eyes widened as she stared at her husband.

“What happened? What did he say?”. Mr Silver asked.

“He hung up? Our company's draining and he took Lia's wealth and gave it out just like that?!!!”. Mrs Silver shouted out loud and Daisy who had been busy on her phone got up and walked to her mother.

“So you mean I don't get to keep anything from her aside the purse I took?! Both you and Dad promised us that her money would be equally! Why did we get involved with the Diamonds? Let's just sue that man!”. Daisy screamed and her father threw her a stern glare.

“And did Lia really marry into the Diamond's family? Why will she be the one marrying there when I'm the oldest?! Nicolas isn't even as rich as us, but she gets to keep the Diamond's legitimate grandson as sh husband?! Do you even love me at all?!!”. Darcie screamed in anger.

“Babe!”. Nicolas called.

“Shut your mouth up!”. Darcie snapped angrily.

“Do we even love you?! Were the one who adviced you to steal your sister's boyfriend in the first place?!!”. Mrs Silver sneered and Daisy frowned together with Darcie.

“Well she's always gotten all the good stuffs right from birth!! And now she even has the best husband!!!”. Daisy snapped

“You both know pretty well that Nicolas and I are very much still present and we feel insulted with how bad you look down on us just because Lia is married to Richard! Atelast the media knows we're together but nobody even knows where Lia is! Not to talk about knowing if she's married or not—

“Just stop talking I hate your voice now!”. Daisy snapped loud at Ethan whose eyes widened.

Then she picked her bag and walked out and he chased after her.

“Tell me if you both got everything sorted out!!”. Darcie muttered with a frown before leaving.

“Babe wait”. Nicolas called as he ran after her.

Mrs Silver on the other hand sinked on the chair beside her, her eyes were completely wide as she tried assimilating the whole thing.

“We shouldn't have trusted him”. Mr Silver muttered.

8PM;RICHARD'S MANSION>

Richard walked into the living room, only to find it completely dark and he frowned as he turned the lights on and instantly his eyes widened as he found the whole place covered in smoke.

“The f**k?!”. He mouthed as he made his way to the kitchen knowing the smoke came from there.

But before he got there he saw how shattered the shelf and glasses were on the floor, even the tile was broken and his eyes darkened as he made his way towards there to check what happened.

He bent before the glasses and picked up a pieces to stare at it, then his fists balled in anger.

“She pushed it. She intentionally broke every darn piece of my hard work”. He muttered spitefully as he stood up and stormed towards the kitchen, and right at the doorstep a huge wave of smoke hit him and he stood back for sometime as he glared into the kitchen.

“What the f**k do you think you're doing in there?!! Is your nose as useless as your legs?!! You can't smell the thrash you're cooking?!!”. Richard shouted from outside the kitchen door.

But when no reply came from Ophelia he removed an handkerchief from his pocket and tied it around his nose, before going into the kitchen.

The moment he went in, he met the whole kitchen turned upside down, with all the plates in the shelfs, broken, the pots and pans looked like someone had used an hot knife to stab them open.

The cupboards were broken, and even the upper one had stains of shattered cups, which meant Ophelia threw cups at it since her hand couldn't reach up there.

The floor was painted in sauce, the sink water was left open to run non-stop, and an oil pan was left on the stove to cook with no one to supervise it, which caused the smoke.

Richard looked around in anger in search of her, but no single sight of her and he first went to put off the stove before texting someone on his phone.

RICHARD: I need my entire kitchen rebranded and all the utensils, replaced.

He texted and pocketed back his phone before storming up the stairs.

“I'm so going to kill that b*tch!”. Richard muttered as he finally got to Ophelia's room and kicked the door open making the whole thing fall to the ground.

And Ophelia who was sleeping peacefully on the bed woke up, in puzzlement and Richard's anger doubled the moment he sighted, as he stormed towards her.

“What's your problem?----

Ophelia wasn't done asking, then Richard climned on the bed and grabbed her neck tight causing her breath to seize, as his fury eyes bored into hers.

“You take me for a fool don't you! How dare you turn the whole house upside down?!!”. Richard sneered angrily and Ophelia flinched.

“It's just the kitchen. Stop exaggerating when you can replace the whole thing!!”. Ophelia yelled and Richard in anger pushed her.

And she fell on her back on the bed, then he came on top of her, her two stiff legs in between his as he held her two hands tight above her head and Ophelia's eyes widened.

“What do you think you're doing? Let go of me! Just because of a silly little kitchen! I should have set on fire instead! You and stupid home manager dare mock me right?!! I'll make sure you spend a lot of money as long as I remain your wife!!---

Ophelia was cut short when Richard grabbed her cheeks tight.

“You always have a lot to say don't you?! Tell me how did I mock you, and if you don't give me a reasonable reply I'll make sure to clear all those mess yourself without a wheelchair to support your annoying @ss!!”. Richard sneered loudly and Ophelia frowned in anger.

“You disgusting asshole! How dare you look down on me?!! I never needed a wheelchair to move before and now I still won't need it to clean! But I surely won't clean instead I'll set the whole house on fire and lock you in it!!”. Ophelia snapped loudly and Richard nodded getting off her, as he concealed his anger, his eyes still on her while she glared back at him.

“I'll replace everything like you said. But you will also be loosing alot”. Richard muttered with a dark smirk and Ophelia struggled to sit up on the bed.

“What do you mean by that?! Your home manager was the one who insulted me first! How dare she tell me to cook when I can't even move freely on my own!! Most of the ingredients are In the upper shelf which is impossible for me to reach, but she still stupidly told me to help myself out!!----

“Is that why you destroyed everything in there?!! And my glass collection? What did it do to you?!”. Richard asked with a deep glare and Ophelia tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“I just hated the sight of it and the fact that you love it, made me want to destroy it. What? Did I do something bad?! Will you hit me?! Do you dare to do that?!!”. Ophelia asked all at once and Richard let out a scoff.

“Why would I hit you?”. He muttered as he walked into her dressing room and Ophelia's eyes widened as she struggled to get down from the bed, but she only fell to the ground.

“Richard! Richard you monster don't touch my stuffs!!!”. Ophelia screamed at the top of her voice on the ground.

Then Richard came out of the dressing room his hands filled with loads of luxurious dresses as he threw them to the floor.

“Why can't I touch them? They were bought with my money! You met them here the moment you moved into this room. And now, I wish to ruin them”. Richard muttered bringing out a lighter from his pocket, as he stormed back into the dressing room and came back with expensive bags this time and Ophelia screamed as she crawled to hold his legs.

“Please Richard. If you destroy them, you'll be killing me too!!!”. Ophelia pleaded and Richard looked down at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Please? Did you just say that?”. Richard asked looking a little stunned and Ophelia nodded quickly.

“Yes I did. Please done destroy my entire wardrobe. Give me one last chance. At least for old time's sake”. Ophelia pleaded her two palms together as she begged and Richard rolled eyes as he bent to her level.

“One last chance then. One last chance for you to be a good, obedient wife. I don't care if you're your usual b*tchy self to everyone else, but don't try that around me”. Richard muttered staring sternly at Ophelia who nodded as she took all her bags from him and he stared at her fingers, while she checked if anything happened to the bags.

Then Richard reached out to his back pocket and brought out a little box and Ophelia's eyes went to it as he opened the box and a beautiful diamond ring came to view.

“Wow! It looks beau--Ugly”. Ophelia hissed as she returned her gaze back to the bags and Richard took her hand and wore it on one of her fingers.

“Too bad this ugly ring belongs to you now and you're not allowed to take it off. A few people will be here to get you ready for tonight. So behave”. He muttered as he wore it for her and Ophelia only stared lustfully at it.

“Can I exchange the ring for money when we divorce?”. Ophelia asked with a smile as she admired the ring in her finger and Richard only stared at here.

“Yeah and then get ready to face numerous lawsuits”. He replied and Ophelia turned to him with a frown.

“You'll meet all kinds of people tonight and the best way to put them in place is silence. Don't talk too much to embarrass me, introducing you to them as a wife is already a slap on my face”. Richard muttered before leaving and Ophelia stared after him.

Then her gaze went to her legs as she touched them, she was in a short thin silk night gown, with thin straps, so her legs were very visible.

“When will you walk? I became crippled just earlier today and everyone keeps ringing it in my ear every seconds. Even he feels embarrassed he has a cripple for a wife”. Ophelia mumbled…