Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling In Love With The Disabled Heir: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Jameson's POV The moment we stepped into the suite, I went straight to the vanity table, pulling off my wristwatch. It had been a long day and the dull ache behind my eyes wasn’t helping.“J.” I heard Aria call my name softly, her tone unusually gentle but I didn’t turn immediately. When I finally did, she was looking at me with a strange mix of curiosity and concern.Her lips pressed together like she was contemplating something or maybe trying to look cute. She took a step closer, knelt beside me, and tilted her head up.“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I nodded. “I’m fine,” I said, keeping my tone flat. But she didn’t buy it. “You don’t look like it,” she murmured, her eyes searching my face. I ignored her, turning back to take off my shoes. “I said I’m fine,” I repeated, not looking at her again. I recalled when I found her asleep in the cooking school, curled up on a chair, something tugged at me. I had the sudden urge to carry her back to the car

Aria's POV Logan’s gaze flickered between Jameson and me, a curious smirk tugging at his lips. “Wait… you're married?" he asked me, tilting his head. I nodded hesitantly but quickly added, “There are several things attached to it though.” I don't know why I was being this way because of the person who called him. Logan hummed in understanding, glancing at Jameson again before taking a step back. “Well, I’ll take my leave now before your husband bore holes into my body with that glare of his.”I forced a chuckle, watching him turn away. “I’ll make sure I return your handkerchief next time,” He threw a hand in the air without looking back. “Noted!”The moment he disappeared from sight, I wiggle my wrist from Jameson's hold. But his voice cut through the air like a blade. “Not even divorced yet, and you're already finding your way toward men?” I whipped my head toward him, my brows knitting together in disbelief. “Says the one who might be having an affair outside his marriage,”

Aria’s POV Seated beside Jameson, I kept a polite smile plastered on my face as he introduced me to different businessmen, each handshake followed by a congratulatory remark on our supposed marriage. My cheeks ached from the forced expressions, but I knew better than to let my discomfort show.The room was filled with elegantly dressed people, the air thick with wealth and influence. He handled conversations with ease, discussing numbers, contracts, and future business expansions while I stood there, nodding at the right moments. It was clear he had brought me here for a reason, to solidify whatever image he wanted to present.When I finally spotted a chance to escape, I took it.I slipped away while he was engrossed in a discussion, grabbing a glass of juice from a passing waiter before making my way toward the bar. The moment I sat down, I exhaled softly, letting my fingers wrap around the chilled glass.Just as I brought it to my lips, a voice spoke from behind me."You don't drin

Aria's POV The next morning, I took a long, relaxing bath, letting the warm water soothe my skin. After drying myself off, I slipped into a comfortable robe and ordered breakfast before settling onto the bed with my novel.Jameson sat a few feet away, glued to his laptop, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard. He hadn’t spoken much since we woke up, and I wasn’t sure if I liked the silence or not. I glanced at him before turning a page, pretending to be fully engrossed in my book when, in reality, I was debating whether to ask him something.After a moment, I shut the book and spoke. “Can we go out today?”His eyes didn’t lift from the screen. He didn’t even acknowledge that he’d heard me until several seconds passed. “I’m busy,” he said simply, and I rolled my eyes. “But you dragged me out yesterday without my permission.” I muttered under my breath, but I knew he heard me. He just chose to ignore it. Typical.Not long after, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it

Aria’s POVThe past few days had been filled with working out with Jameson—if I could even call it that. Most of the time, it felt like a battlefield. I've also started my online classes the previous day.One thing that had been bothering me though, was that I hadn’t seen Logan. Not once. And that meant I still had his handkerchief. It wasn’t a big deal, but every time I saw it lying on my dresser, it reminded me that I needed to return it.But today, that wasn’t my main concern.Today, we were supposed to accompany Mrs. Harrison and her husband to the local market. But Jameson has bluntly shot down the idea. I understood why, he hated drawing attention to himself and since he would be using a machine to help him walk, people would definitely stare.So instead, we settled on going to a couple’s game center. Mrs. Harrison had been the one to suggest it, saying it would be fun, and when she described the games, I couldn’t help but feel excited. It sounded like something I would enjoy.