THE BILLIONAIRE CRIPPLED WIFE

chapter 11&12

🌹THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRIPPLED 🌹

🥀WIFE🥀

{Love In Contract…}

Chapter 11💎12

🥀HIS DARK SIDE🥀

Ophelia soon fell quiet at his statement, and she turned her back on him to sleep, but her eyes just wouldn't close, as she blinked rather troubly, while clinging tightly to the duvet.

But she still forced her eyes to close anyways.

Richard on the other hand sat glaring darkly at her backside for some moment before returning his gaze back to his laptop.

Suddenly his phone beeped of a message in his pocket and he brought it out to check, reading the message he glanced one last time at Ophelia before almost pocketing back his phone but a call came through and he picked it, connecting it to his ear pod on his ear.

“What?”. He spoke through the call and a desperate sigh followed.

“The restraining order is for me to stay away from your wife and not you right?”. Angela's soft voice came from the other end and Richard fell quiet not bothering to answer as he continued on his system.

“I just wanted to know if you'll be less busy tomorrow noon. Let's have a little talk and catch up on things we've missed–

“I'm busy”. Richard replied cutting Angela off and he could hear her scoff through the call.

“You know what you're doing isn't fair right? Who picked you up when she broke you? And how do you expect me to react when I first saw her at your family dinner of course I grew immense hate for her. I see both you and your mother as my family and I won't let anyone hurt any of you”. Angela mumbled sobberly through the call and Richard sighed as he paused what he was doing for a moment.

“You sound drunk”. He muttered and Angela began crying.

“I'm very drunk. To think all my hard work is gone. After trying so hard to win you, you just got married so suddenly. And the fact that you replaced me with a crippled is so embarrassing”. Angela muttered tearfully and Richard closed his laptop.

“Where do you want us to meet tonight?”. He suddenly asked and he could hear Angela gasp suddenly from the other end.

“Can you come to my place, or should we book a restaurant instead?”. Angela asked, while sniffing.

“Pick anyone”. Richard replied hanging up, as he walked into his dressing to pick up his coat, then he walked out of the room with his phone in hand as he shut the door behind him.

The moment Richard left, Ophelia's eyes flew open as she laid staring blankly at the door, even though the whole room was dark.

NEXT MORNING>>

(7AM)

Ophelia woke up to the same alarm that woke up the entire family. It seems there was a huge electronic bell in the house that booms loud every morning by 7 to wake up the whole household.

She then glanced at the sofa she saw Richard on last night, but there was no blanket and pillows on it to show signs that someone slept there.

“He must have woken up early”. Ophelia mumbled as she got down from the bed straight to her electronic wheelchair then she begun getting ready before breakfast at 8.

The moment she stepped out of the room, Gerald was also passing by on his way to have breakfast.

He was still in his night robe, and was even putting on flip flops, his hair was crazily scattered as he yawned at every steps he took.

The moment he sighted Ophelia his eyes brightened as he waved calling her.

“Lia!!”. He called loudly and Ophelia eyes brightened also as she turned to him, suddenly it fell seeing it was him.

‘Who was I expecting to call my name’. Ophelia thought as she waved back at Gerald with a light smile and he jogged over to her as they begun walking down the long hallway together.

“How was your night?”. Gerald asked and Ophelia smiled.

“Good”. She replied and Gerald nodded which made her scoff.

“You're just waking up aren't you?”. She asked and he rubbed his nose.

“Yeah. I'm still against this mansion having a damn alarm. We're not kids who need to go to school anymore”. Gerald hissed and Ophelia hit his leg.

“What's with the sniffing and rubbing of your nose? Oh! So it's too early for you to wake up but it's not too early for you to take drugs?!”. Ophelia questioned in disbelief and Gerald scoffed.

“I haven't taken anything this morning!”. He countered and Ophelia rolled eyeseyes.

“So. Are you really married to Richard?”. Gerald asked seriously this time and Ophelia showed him her wedding ring and he looked away.

“That could be fake you know”. He muttered and Ophelia nodded.

“The diamond is real. But then…maybe this whole wedding is really out of pity. I'll soon start visiting the hospital though. So maybe I’ll be able to walk again”. Ophelia replied and Gerald glanced at her.

“Okay but why did you have to agree to the marriage? And also, you handed all your wealth to charity? Are you being threatened? Do you need my help to put that asshole in his place—

Gerald was interrupted when someone suddenly bumped into him and the entire glass of juice in her hand poured on him.

“Oh my gawd I'm so sorry!”. Irene apologized with widened eyes.

“What the sh!t!!”. Gerald spat angrily as he used his palms to wipe off the stain away from himself.

“Do you have a problem with me?! Why the f**k do you keep bumping into me?!!”. Gerald spat loudly and Irene flinched as she fell quiet and Gerald scoffed as he moved closer to her, to glare deeply at her as she took her gaze straight to the ground.

“I'm not a usual guy. Stay the f**k away from me or I'll blow your head off!!”. Gerald shouted bringing out a gun from his pocket to place on Irene's head and screamed in fright.

“Gerald just go change. Leave her be”. Ophelia shouted from where she was.

And he glared at Irene one last time before returning back to his room.

And Irene who held the empty cup, still stood frozen to her spot in fright.

Ophelia only continued moving.

“I need your help with the stairs”. Ophelia said and Irene Instantly ran to help her.

DINING TABLE>>

The whole family except Richard were present at the dining.

With the chairman sitting at the head chair, everyone else including Ophelia sat by his side, eating breakfast.

Ophelia ate pickily as her gaze kept moving to the stairs, thinking Richard would come down from it.

The chairman who noticed that suddenly sighed loudly causing everyone's stares to turn to him, same with Ophelia's.

“How old are you?”. The chairman asked Ophelia who dropped her cutlery to answer.

“I'm twenty-four”. She answered and The chairman turned to Mrs Diamond.

“You had a fight with a girl young enough to be your last child?”. He asked Mrs Diamond who bowed her head slightly.

“I was just mad my Richy ended up with her instead of Angela”. Mrs Diamond mumbled and The chairman frowned at her.

“And what's bad in her?! What makes you think Angela is better than her?”. The chairman asked sternly and Mrs Diamond glanced at her husband for help but he was too busy eating ignoring the brewing tension.

“Be-cause. Angela can walk but she can't!!”. Mrs Diamond sneered loudly and the chairman used his spoon to hit the glass table loudly and every stopped eating as they glanced at him.

Ophelia only sat observing what was going on.

“Does it matter?!! Leave the kids to do their thing and you should learn to focus on your other children more!! Gerald brought a fake fiancé home last night and Pascal and Gaston are nowhere to be found this morning even when they know it's a family breakfast this morning”. The chairman shouted and Mrs Diamond flinched a little.

Then the Chairman sighed calming down.

“If Richard wants a second wife who can walk it's his decision to make, not yours”. He further added before getting up and leaving for his room and Mr Diamond stood up and followed him.

Mrs Diamond glared at Ophelia before also going up the stairs.

‘Second wife?’. Ophelia thought within her.

“Don't think too much about it. Just keep eating”. Gerald said as he continued eating.

But Ophelia ignored him as she wheeled herself out of the house.

Ophelia on her wheelchair waited patiently right in front of the gate, with a blank look on her face.

She knew Richard had left the room after he finished his call last night and never returned back into the room, she had thought he was avoiding her and slept in the guest room but now, with all what went through in the dining she was beyond certain that he slept out.

Suddenly the automatic gate parted, giving way for a white lambo to drive in and the moment it drove into the compound Ophelia went to stop right in front of it.

And anytime the car tried changing directions she would quickly go to block it also, by standing right in front of it.

Till Richard got tired and alighted the car, slamming the door real hard.

He was still on his suit from last night, but the only difference was that he left with a jacket on and now there was no jacket in sight as he stormed towards her.

His bright brown eyes frowning at her.

“Isn't it a little too early to start new troubles?”. He asked as he stood right in front of her and Ophelia looked up at him with a blank look on her face.

“You're–getting a real wife?”. She suddenly asked, her gaze twitching as she stared at him and Richard blinked puzzly as he glanced at the mansion before staring back at her.

“Who told you that?”. He asked his voice rather calm this time and Ophelia took her gaze from him as she stared down at her fingers.

“Didn't you give me enough clues? Sending me far away so you could pave way for Angela. Isn't she the one you spent the night with?”. Ophelia muttered her head still lowered, and Richard sighed as he bent to her level, his pretty eyes staring deeply at her.

“Look at me Ophelia”. He muttered hushly and Ophelia looked up at him.

“Since when did you start listening to gossips?”. He asked and Ophelia pointed at the mansion.

“How is it gossip when your entire family keeps talking about you disposing me like I'm some useless thing! I have dignity ok–

“You do, but ever since you lost your legs, maybe you grew a little more insecured”. Richard replied cutting her off and Ophelia made to look away from him, but he held her chin with his thumb, making her face him back.

“You're already a lot of work. Why would I want to add to my stress by marrying a second wife”. Richard muttered locking eyes with her and Ophelia instantly looked away from him while batting her eyelid profusely.

“Lia!!!”. Gerald called from behind and Ophelia turned to him and he flashed her a smile while she returned it.

Richard's gaze on her darkened as he glared at the both of them.

“Don't you have a doctor's appointment this morning? Let's go”. Richard muttered as he directed her to the car even before she could speak and in no time they were both in the front seat on their way to the hospital.

While Ophelia was unboxing her brand new phone, Richard kept glancing at her, with a blank look on his face as he drove.

Angela dressed in a white cocktail gown, made her way to the reception as she wondered who was waiting for her.

The moment she got there she met two girls dressed in the same outfit as her, waiting by the reception and the moment their gazes met hers they flashed her a wide smile like they've known each other for long.

“Oh Hi! Angela!!”. Darcie greeted with bright smile as she went to hug Angela who still stood confused.

By this time many nurses and patients at the reception who were familiar with the ladies stopped to watch them.

“It's so nice to meet you future Mrs Richard Diamond”. Daisy also added as she hugged Angela and everyone around gasped at her statement.

Angela on the other hand only flashed them an awkward smile as she broke the hug.

“Do we know each other by chance?”. She asked Darcie in the most nicest way ever and Darcie scoffed.

“Ofcourse we don't! But it's not bad if we start getting acquainted now”. Daisy said and soon she and Darcie took her hands.

“Let’s talk more at your Office”. They both said as they walked away with Angela.

Almost immediately Richard walked into the place, with Ophelia behind him and the whole place instantly became filled with noisy gossips as people wondered about who was the lady with him.

“So who are you both and what do I owe this visit?”. Angela asked relaxing on her swivel chair as she gazed sharply at the sisters before her and Darcie smiled.

“We're both the oldest and youngest daughters of the Silver family”. Darcie answered and Angela blinked puzzly and Daisy scoffed.

“You don't know us? Not even our sister?”. Daisy asked.

“Sister my foot”. Darcie hissed in a low voice and Angela sighed sitting up, as she gave them mean stares.

“Will you both elaborate more or should I kick you two out?”. She asked with a stern gaze and the sisters scoffed at almost the same time.

“We're Ophelia's sister! The one who stole your man from you, we're her sisters!”. Daisy said loudly and Angela frowned.

“And why are you both here?!!”. She hissed harshly and Darcie rolled eyes.

“We're here to help you. The same way she snatched your man from you is how she did to us also. So we're here to lend you an hand so you don't become victims like us”. Darcie stated and Angela scoffed relaxing back on her sit.

“Well too bad. I always work alone, so use the door please–

“Trust me you won’t want to throw us out after you listen to what we have to say”. Daisy said cutting Angela off and she sat up curiously to stare at them and Darcie smirked.

“We know a little secret that might be of help to you”. Darcie replied and Angela frowned puzzly.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door and Angela's gaze went there.

Soon the door opened and a nurse walked in with a file, she then proceeded to hand the file over to Angela.

Who gave her a questionable gaze as she went through the file, and seeing the info on it her gaze darkened, as she glanced up at the nurse.

“Has he seen this yet?”. She asked and the nurse shook her head.

“We figured you could use the news more that's why we brought it to you first”. The nurse replied and Angela nodded bringing out a lighter and burning the whole file in sight.

Which made Darcie and Daisy exchanged puzzled glances as they watched Angela, who had a blank expression on her face, burn the whole file right on her table.

“Make an opposite report of the whole file and give it to him”. Angela suddenly said with as she effortlessly swept off the burning report from her desk into the trash can beside her.

“Yes ma'am”. The nurse said before running out of the office.

Then Angela smiled at her visitors as she relaxed her back on her sit.

“Like I said. I'll handle my personal issues myself, but I might need to use that little secret of yours, do you mind to share?”. She asked leaning closer to them with a while grinning creepily and both Darcie and Daisy exchanged confused glances.

Joules who had arrived the hospital earlier than Richard dressed in his coporate suit, made his way straight to the waiting room, where Richard sat waiting for Ophelia who was receiving checkup.

The moment he arrived, Richard who sat coldly with his legs crossed, and stern bright brown gaze in his phone screen, tapped on the spot beside him and Joules sat on it with an uneasy expression on his face.

Then he suddenly shifted closer to whisper to Richard.

“You were right boss. She really messed with the reports. Should I arrange another hospital for the lady?”. Joules asked, but Richard expression remained unfazed as he acted like he heard nothing.

Soon Ophelia wheeled out of the ward, dressed back into the dress she had earlier wore to the hospital as she made her way towards them.

“The nurse kept me waiting for too long”. Ophelia sighed as she stopped right in front of them and Richard looked up at her, with a rather nonchalant gaze.

“You saw the X-rays of your both legs right?”. Richard asked with a raised eyebrow and Ophelia quickly nodded.

“Yes I did! And the fracture bones are healing a little bit! I knew I was strong!”. Ophelia uttered with a smile and Richard only flashed her a fake smile.

Soon the Nurse who had gone to Angela, approached them with a file in her hand as she offered it Richard, who sat staring grimly at the file.

“The doctor said I should give you both this–

“Read it out loud for us”. Richard's deep voice cut her off and the nurse took in her lips in sudden fright as she opened the file to read from it, while Ophelia listened attentively.

“Mrs Richard legs seem to look like they'll heal soon, but it's just another problem developing and from the look of things, if she keeps stressing about wanting to walk, or frequenting checkups, her current state will likely change into something more worst, like leg cancer and by then amputation will surely be needed with no delay”. The nurse said before handing their report to Richard and stylishly running off while Ophelia stared after her with widened eyes.

Richard's whole cold gaze were on confused Ophelia, while Joules glared at the leaving nurse.

“Bu-but I don't understand. I saw my X-ray scan–

“And they saw it too. But they're the doctors not you, they say the improvement on your both legs is nothing but a major problem. And if you continued to push it, you might develop leg cancer”. Richard uttered cutting her off and Ophelia frowned glancing at him.

Joules on the otherhand was beyond shocked, as he tried understanding what his boss was doing.

“But that's absurd! What does the accident got to do with leg cancer–

“Everything. It's either you accept your crippled state as your new life, or get ready to ampute both your legs as a result of your stubbornness. You don't want that do you?”. Richard asked getting up as he walked to bend right in front of Ophelia who still looked completely puzzled and shocked.

He then took her both hands into his and she glanced at him, only find his strong piercing deep into hers.

“We might not be real couples and we might also not like each other. But your downfall is my downfall, so of course I'll surely look out for you and that’s why i brought you here to see if you still had chances to walk, but YOU DON’T”. Richard muttered darkly intentionally stressing his last two words and Ophelia's eyes turned glassy as she removed her hand from his.

“It's obviously karma then. But why do my legs have to be forever crippled just because I am a b*tch? There are other people out there, who did worst than I ever imagined! But I--I--I'm the one getting punished like I'm the most evil person on earth!”. Ophelia muttered as tears begun trailing down her eyes and she used her palms to rub it off.

Richard brought out his black handkerchief and handed it to over to her, which she used to clean her tears.

But because of how she would stop to cry more, he took it from her and helped her with it, with one hand softly holding her chin the other did the wiping of tears in the most gentlest way ever.

Joules still sat there confused.

“Well you still have a chance to change. Why not become a good girl who listens and follows simple instructions. Maybe, you might be pardoned and God might permit you to use your legs again”. Richard uttered as he finished wiping off her face and Ophelia's gaze went down to her two feet.

“Being good will make everyone take me a fool”. Ophelia mumbled and Richard's gaze on her darkened.

“The same way you took me for a fool?”. He muttered with his teeth gritted and Ophelia glanced up at him, but he didn't let her notice it.

“Do you still take me for a fool?”. Richard asked this time, his gaze turned into a deep dark glare and Ophelia blinked puzzly.

“Huh?”. She asked in utter confusion and Richard instantly took his gaze away from her.

“Never mind. Let's go”. He said as he stood up and almost begun walking away when Ophelia grabbed his hand and he stopped on his track, as he turned to glanced at her only to find her struggling to get words out from her mouth.

“If--If I become a good wife. Will It–I mean, will you let go of our past grudges?”. Ophelia found herself asking as she looked up at him.

Joules who had seen enough, stood up and walked away.

“What do you mean? I already got back at you didn't I? I seized and donated off your wealth, since you used them to assist my brother into giving me a hard time”. Richard said and Ophelia shook her head slowly.

“Not that past. Th-the other one. If I become a good wife will you let it go?”. Ophelia asked in a tiny whisper like one who was ashamed as she avoided Richard's gaze and he smiled shortly disconnecting her hand from his.

“Let's see how submissive you can be first”. Richard muttered with a stern gaze on her, before walking away and Ophelia stared after him, till Joules joined her and took her out of the hospital.