All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"If you want to reconcile with her and start over, I can step aside and make it happen."Adriana Adler clenched her fists tightly, long lashes lowered as she looked at the man in the wheelchair.At her words, the gloom in Chris Slater's eyes instantly froze over, a thin layer of ice forming—cold enough to chill the air."Do you regret marrying me?" he asked.She answered without hesitation. "No. Grandma Rosie raised me. I owed her my life.""So you married me out of gratitude? Out of pity?"Chris lifted his gaze, sharp and piercing, his handsome face dark with suppressed anger. Though he was seated in a wheelchair, the pressure radiating from him was overwhelming.Under his stare, Adriana's heart fluttered uneasily. She bit her lip and lowered her head.Five years ago, a car accident had left Chris paralyzed in both legs. At the time, he had a fiancée. She had a boyfriend of her own.After Chris's fiancée annulled the engagement, Grandma Rosie—terminally ill—knelt before Adria

When Adriana arrived at the interview site, her nerves tightened despite herself.The Sanctity Group had numerous subsidiaries. The position she was interviewing for was in bio-intelligent machinery—the group's core business.Although she had kept up with the field since graduating, continued studying on her own, and even published papers in international journals, she ultimately lacked real work experience.Five years of staying home to care for Chris had left her almost completely disconnected from society.If it weren't for her best friend, Bella Moss, pulling strings for her, she wouldn't even have landed the interview.During the interview, the interviewer skimmed her résumé and asked several technical questions. Adriana felt she answered them fairly well, yet the man's expression never shifted from mild indifference."Miss Adler, there's no doubt your professional foundation is excellent," he said calmly. "But with a five-year gap and zero work experience, I'm afraid you do

After work, Adriana met her best friend, Bella, for dinner.They hadn't seen each other in half a month and had plenty to talk about."So you've really made up your mind to divorce Chris?" Bella asked.She'd grown up with Adriana and knew everything about her."Joan and her son have already moved into the house," Adriana replied. "If I don't divorce him now, what am I supposed to be in that home?"Bella snorted. "Be the kid's aunt?"Seeing Adriana about to lose her temper, she immediately backed down."Divorcing him is the right call. You should've done it long ago. What kind of decent marriage lasts five years, and the husband won't touch the wife?"Even the woman next door, whose husband is in a vegetative state, is pregnant with her second child. What's Chris pretending to be—a chaste martyr? Don't tell me he's saving himself for Joan."Adriana fell silent. She didn't mention that Chris had already been sleeping in Joan's room. It was too humiliating. She couldn't bring her

Adriana only realized Joan and Chris were there when she heard Joan's voice. Chris never came to events like this. Even if there was something he wanted, he would have his assistant bid on his behalf.Tonight, he was here mostly to accompany Joan.Chris spoke calmly. "That's something Adriana likes. Pick something else.""'Heart of the Rose' has a unique design. It would be a huge help to my work in the jewelry industry. I really need it." Joan rested her hand lightly on Chris's knee and pleaded softly, "We can buy Adriana something even better, okay?"Before Chris could respond, Adriana's clear voice rang out from the back."300 thousand!"Joan lowered her head, disappointment written all over her face."To Adriana, 'Heart of the Rose' is just a pretty brooch. To me, it's a work of art. Chris, you said that no matter what I liked, you'd give it to me."Chris leaned back against his chair, his expression unchanged. "Go ahead then."Adriana's interest in jewelry had always been

Inside the Maybach, Chris pressed his lips into a thin line. A trace of anger flickered in his dark, brooding eyes.Joan noticed at once. "Chris, who is this 'Mr. Reeves' that man mentioned? Adriana hasn't seen much of the world. Don't let her get fooled by someone just because of a brooch.""Don't talk nonsense. Adriana isn't that kind of person."Chris turned his gaze toward the window. His shadowed brows were reflected faintly in the glass.Outside, Adriana was speaking with that man, her eyes alight with a joy that came straight from the heart.Even as he refuted Joan, tangled thoughts crowded his mind, stirring irritation and unease.…Adriana took a cab home, feeling as though the night had been nothing more than a dream.She opened the photo album and found the picture of her mother with Neo. Only then did she realize it wasn't the only one—among four or five photos taken from her middle school years through college, Neo appeared in every single one.Confusion rose in he