On the wedding day, my husband suddenly lost contact. I was sitting alone in a wheelchair and being gossiped about by the guests. Just when I was worried about his safety, I heard someone laughing loudly next to me. “Yesterday, Quiana posted on Instagram that she was coming back, and then there was no groom at the wedding today. I wonder how Jesse, who is so outstanding, could be willing to marry a cripple.” At this moment, I realized how ridiculous I was for insisting on not having surgery just to give him a child! I borrowed a phone from the staff before the ceremony started. The number that I had been calling for half an hour but could not get through to suddenly got through. A woman answered the phone. I lowered my voice and asked as calmly as possible, “Excuse me, is this Mr. Jesse Zander?” The woman said casually, “He’s busy and didn’t bring his phone. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly.” Then, a familiar voice came from the phone. “Quiana, get me a towel…” My heart tightened. It was Jesse! The woman asked me a few questions impatiently. After not hearing me speak, she hung up the phone. Before the phone was hung up, I heard the woman complain softly, “You can come out naked to get it yourself. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before…” The lights suddenly dimmed. The big screen behind me was playing the proposal video we had filmed in advance. In the video, I was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bouquet of flowers in my hand, smiling happily at the camera. “Jesse, I am willing to be your wife. From now on, I will do my best to care for you, love you, and make you happy. Will you marry me?” Then, there was a long silence. The host realized that the situation had changed and quickly winked at the person in charge of the screen and turned off the video. And no one responded to my proposal. Jesse’s childhood friend burped and yelled, “No wonder my buddy ran away. It turned out that this woman was pestering him. I just can’t understand why my buddy, with such good conditions, had to marry such a useless woman who can’t even stand up.” There was a burst of laughter from the guests. My hands and feet were cold, and my body was shaking. When planning the wedding, Jesse wanted to add some interactive features. So we each recorded a video proposing to each other, planning to release it on the wedding day, and then respond in front of everyone. But Jesse broke his promise. And my video was released first. Everything was so ironic. I looked around the audience and saw everyone’s contempt and ridicule. I suddenly realized that everyone sitting in the audience was Jesse’s friend. And there was nothing in my life except Jesse. The host was trying to ease the embarrassment. I took a deep breath, pulled the wheelchair joystick, and left. I hid in a quiet place and called my attending physician, James Quinn. “Dr. Quinn, I decided to accept your advice and go abroad for surgery.”
Late at night, I turned off the lights and curled up in bed. I didn’t know how long it took, but the other side of the bed suddenly sank, and a hand was around my waist. “I know you must have been awake. Are you angry with me?” I didn’t reply. “I heard that you left just as the wedding started today. On such an important day, I couldn’t be with you. It’s really my fault. Forget it this time. We will have another one. I will definitely make it up to you.” I still didn’t say anything. He was a little anxious. “Tiffany, I really didn’t mean it. Something important suddenly happened in the company, and I couldn’t ignore it. You’ve always been considerate of me. You won’t get angry with me for such a small thing, right?” He leaned closer to me. A pungent fragrance rushed into my nose. My stomach churned, and I pushed him away. Jesse thought I was throwing a tantrum. The more I pushed him, the closer he came. “I know that I embarrassed you in front of so many people by not attending today. I promise you that I will definitely hold another wedding to help you regain your dignity!” The smell of cheap shower gel mixed with the aftertaste of sex surged in my nose. I finally couldn’t help it and vomited all the food I had eaten at noon. Jesse was shocked. He cursed in a low voice and turned on the light. Maybe it was because I looked too embarrassed that Jesse got scared. He was covered with my vomit. His face was full of disgust and impatience. The moment I looked up, he immediately changed his expression to worry. “Tiffany, what’s wrong? Are you sick? Let’s go to the hospital…” As soon as he approached me, I immediately turned my head and covered my mouth. He looked at me angrily. “I have already apologized to you. What else do you want? You know I love you the most. You know I care about your health the most. Do you have to make such a fuss over such a small thing? You want to punish me in this way?” I said lightly, “The smell of the cheap shower gel on you is too pungent. I can’t stand it.” He was stunned for a moment and glanced away with a guilty look. I didn’t ask any more questions. Jesse explained in a panic that he accidentally stained his clothes when he went to the hotel to discuss business. He was afraid that I would be upset, so he took a shower and changed his clothes. But he was wearing the same clothes he had worn when he went out in the morning. I wanted to tell him that I was lame, but I was not blind. But I said nothing. He squatted down and looked at me anxiously. “Tiffany, why don’t you say anything? Don’t torture yourself, no matter how angry you are. You can scold me. It’s all my fault.” He took my hand and slapped him in the face. I sighed and pulled my hand back. He pretended to slap himself again. “I should have canceled the wedding today. I shouldn’t have left you alone there. It’s all my fault…” I didn’t want to watch his performance anymore, so I shook my head. “Don’t be like this. I’m fine.” His eyes lit up. “Tiffany, you forgive me, don’t you?”
I didn’t answer his question. I urged him to change his clothes and take a shower. Seeing him relieved, I just felt ridiculous. He thought his mistake was not to cancel the wedding, not to leave me for another woman on the wedding day. I propped myself up and moved to the wheelchair with difficulty. I was about to go to the second bedroom when I saw Jesse’s phone light up. He forgot to lock the screen. It was the first time I checked his phone. I was a little nervous. Afraid of being discovered by him, I only clicked on a group chat with no new messages. The group was full of his friends. I saw the man who had just sincerely begged for my forgiveness in front of me, mocking me with his friends in the group and belittling me to nothing. [If it wasn’t because she saved my life, how could I have liked a disabled woman?] [But it doesn’t matter. Marrying a disabled wife can help me create a loving personality. My social evaluation will also improve.] [Quiana said she doesn’t care about marriage. She just wants to be with me. I will have two families in the future. Don’t envy me too much!] After reading these messages, I didn’t seem to be very sad. But somehow, salty tears flowed from my eyes. I put his phone back in its place and took my things to the second bedroom. I dragged my body to take a shower and climbed onto the bed with difficulty. These habitual actions that I did day after day were unexpectedly tiring to do at that moment. I lay on the bed with my whole body weak, and past memories flooded into my mind. Jesse and I grew up together. Eight years ago, when he just turned eighteen, he bought a motorcycle. When he wanted to show off his skills, he failed and was dragged several feet away by the bike. I saw that the bike was leaking oil and could explode at any time. But I still helped him to tear off the clothes that were hooked by the bike. When I helped him run, my eyes suddenly went black, and I fell down. Before I fainted, I pushed him with my last consciousness and urged him to run quickly. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a hospital bed. I couldn’t feel my lower body. Only then did I realize that the motorcycle exploded not long after I fainted. My spine was severely damaged, and I was completely paralyzed below the lumbar spine. My parents rushed back from other places after hearing the news, but they had a car accident on the way. I became an orphan. At that time, Jesse hugged me and apologized to me while crying with me. “Tiffany, it’s all my fault. It’s all because of me. I promise you that I will always be with you. From now on, I will be your crutch!” After that, Jesse really kept his promise and took care of me meticulously. He naturally became my boyfriend. I was doing rehabilitation training while studying. Jesse originally said that he would marry me after I graduated. But he was starting a business at that time. I didn’t want to distract him, so I didn’t mention it. In the next few years, I worked hard with him and helped him develop his company better and better. I gave him the money my parents left me, supported his career, and brought him to live in my house. To thank me, we got married immediately. He was too busy at the time, and his financial situation was not good, so we didn’t organize a wedding. He promised to arrange a wedding for me when his career was stable. But after waiting for so many years, there was no wedding. Until James told me that there was a new technology abroad that could make me stand up. But if I received treatment, I might lose my fertility. I told Jesse about this. Jesse stammered that he was the only child in his family, and his parents hoped to have a grandchild as soon as possible. He later said he would respect my opinion, but I still decided to postpone the treatment. Even though I knew that the longer I delayed, the less likely I would stand up, I still made the choice without hesitation. I wanted to give him a child. Jesse was very happy after hearing this, and then he began to prepare for the wedding. But I didn’t expect such a ridiculous ending. Early the next morning, Jesse prepared breakfast. He pushed me to the living room. He touched my face with his hand and said in distress, “Why are you so haggard? Didn’t you sleep well? I shouldn’t have listened to you yesterday. Even if the bed in the second bedroom is small, you could at least sleep well in my arms.” He said lovingly, “Tiffany, you can’t live without me.” I shuddered, and a sour liquid in my throat was about to come out again. At this time, the doorbell rang. Jesse got up and opened the door. “Mr. Zander, I’m here to see you and Tiffany!” I knew it was Quiana Foster just by listening to the voice. She used to be Jesse’s assistant. At that time, Jesse always mentioned her to me. I could feel Jesse’s appreciation for her. But not long after that, Quiana resigned. After she left, Jesse was depressed for a while, and it took a long time for him to recover. When I heard her name yesterday, I knew that everything was over. I just didn’t expect that she couldn’t wait to come to my house after they had just been intimate yesterday. Jesse gave Quiana a secret wink. Quiana, however, pretended not to notice and moved closer to me. “Tiffany, I haven’t seen you for a few years. You are getting more and more beautiful. “I heard that yesterday was your wedding with Mr. Zander. Unfortunately, I just came back yesterday and missed it. “So I immediately bought gifts for you. I wish you a happy marriage.” I smiled, “Thank you for your blessing. But Jesse was too busy yesterday, so the wedding was canceled. Didn’t you know?” Quiana pretended to be surprised. “How could Mr. Zander do this? The wedding is so important. How could it be canceled because of work?” Jesse smiled awkwardly. He said that this time the situation was special and he would make up for the wedding for me. Quiana glanced at him and said meaningfully, “Mr. Zander, you have to make it up to Tiffany!” Jesse urged Quiana to leave. But Quiana looked at the breakfast on the table and said she wanted to stay and eat with us. She wanted to help me push the wheelchair, but Jesse subconsciously stopped her. “Mr. Zander, don’t you trust me?” Quiana snorted and turned around angrily but knocked the vase off. The fragments flew up and cut her calf. Jesse quickly helped her sit down. He turned around to get the first aid kit and squatted down to apply medicine to her. At this time, my cell phone rang. Jesse was stunned for a moment and looked at me cautiously. I said lightly, “Quiana is injured. Apply medicine to her, and don’t let her leave scars. I’ll go get this.” I moved the wheelchair to the balcony by myself. The nurse confirmed the time for the abortion operation with me. I glanced at the living room. Quiana held her hands in front of her chest, pouted, and threw a tantrum. Jesse helped her apply medicine while coaxing her. I calmly confirmed all the information. After hanging up the phone, I touched my lower abdomen. “I’m sorry. I’m not destined to be your mother.”
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