Ch. 91..95: OMG My Crippled Husband is a Hot Powerful CEO Chapter 91-95

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 – It’s not a problem

Logan was not going to drop a hint unless he was certain about it. His meeting with Doctor Colton was purely coincidental when he went to run some checks at the hospital where Colton had been transferred.

After some talk after Logan had gotten what he wanted, they agreed on a partnership but that did not mean Logan trusted him in any way.

"It doesn’t matter," he replied harshly. Colton could not say anything more, only asking, "So what is the next plan?"

He wanted Joana, so if Logan could succeed in getting her out of Alex’s cage, then Colton could find a way to free her.

The two partners worked for different gains and did not even trust each other.

Logan’s only option was his extended family. Alex might try to stop them, but on his wedding day, he would try to be courteous.

"Try to make it to the wedding. I think I have a way to cause chaos on the wedding day," Logan suggested.

Colton was satisfied with the reply. "Good one, but I just hope Alex won’t be upset to see me at the wedding."

He had been warned to stay away from Joana and had even promised to never lay eyes on her again.

But for whatever reason Logan wanted him to attend, and he was willing to take the risk. He missed Joana and would like to see her again.

Logan scoffed. "With all I have planned for him, he won’t have time to notice."

As soon as he ended the call, his assistant brought the desktop phone. "Sir, it’s your grandpa."

Logan frowned, wondering about the unexpected call from his grandpa but answered it. "Grandpa, is there a problem?"

The old man never casually called to check on anyone, so there must be a good reason for this call.

He was astonished by the response that reached his ears. "Congratulations, Logan. The finance manager has sent me documents to sign to transfer five percent of your shares to Alex. Did you stir up trouble?"

Logan had neglected to follow the old man’s example when he sent the email that day and had forgotten that final approval for the share transfer would have to come from him.

However, the old man knew that the only reason Logan would agree to such a condition was if he had done something wrong, as there was no way Logan would willingly give his money to Alex.

Logan suppressed the overwhelming emotions swirling within him and maintained a composed demeanor.

If he lost his temper, he might inadvertently reveal secrets.

"Grandpa, it’s not an issue. The problem was with my ex, but it’s been resolved. No need to worry. Please proceed with the transfer."

The old man sighed on the other end of the line, not entirely convinced, and reminded him once more. "For the last time, Logan, please be cautious, and I hope you don’t cause any trouble at the wedding."

Logan marveled at how the old man always saw through him, consistently hitting the mark.

It also dawned on him the painful truth that if the old man’s assessments were accurate, Alex was indeed the good grandson, while Logan was the troublesome one. The old man’s perception of him pushed Logan to improve his act.

"If I run into trouble, I can always sign off some shares. Alex needs to be prepared. Joanna belongs to me," Logan asserted confidently.

If only Alex hadn’t interfered and let him pursue Violet as he wished, things would have been different.

How could Alex take Joanna from him and prevent him from winning Violet back?

This meant that Alex would have to endure the same pain and bitterness that Logan was experiencing.

The old man was pleased that Alex had moved on from resorting to violence or illegal activities and was now making money by dealing with troublemakers like his brother.

He suggested using the same approach with other members of the extended family.

"I hope you don’t end up broke by the time he’s done with you. You can’t beat Alex," Grandpa Aristotle warned Logan seriously, knowing the strengths of both his grandchildren.

Logan felt bitter hearing this from his grandpa. While the old man trusted Alex, what about him? I see you prefer the ruthless grandson to the soft one," pain resonated in his voice, impossible to conceal.

The old man chuckled on the other end of the line and hinted, "One day, you will understand the sacrifices Alex makes to keep us all safe."

Only Grandpa knew the extent of what Alex had become, and he couldn’t blame him. It was better for one person to embrace the darkness that protected the family than for all to perish in the light.

Logan scoffed, "Stop trying to paint him as the hero when we both know he’s not."

Grandpa Aristotle fell silent, realizing further discussion was futile. "Alright, I will hang up now."

Logan remained unsatisfied, contemplating a new strategy to achieve his goals. The only person who could assist him at that moment was Mia, so he dialed her number.

Mia’s voice sounded groggy as she answered, clearly just waking up, "Hello, who is this?"

Despite his frustration, Logan couldn’t fault her for being asleep and not checking the caller ID.

"I’m surprised you can still sleep while our enemies are gaining ground."

Mia’s eyes cleared instantly as she responded, "What are you talking about? Dad banned me from going to the office until after the wedding, so I’m not up to date on the details."

"Well, since our previous plans have failed, the wedding is still on. Do you have any other ideas?" Logan inquired, curious to see if Mia had a new plan in mind.

Mia pondered for a moment, nervously biting her left fingernail while holding the phone in her right hand.

"I do have a plan," she finally said.

Amused, Logan listened, hoping that this plan would be more successful than their previous attempts. "Let’s hear it."

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 – Everything is just messy in my head

Joanna hasn’t met her target, so obviously, she won’t have the company," Mia revealed. Logan wondered what that information had to do with him.

"What does that have to do with me having her?" He asked, his voice tinged with annoyance. Mia felt bitter that despite everything, Joanna still won.

Even if Joanna couldn’t regain the company, she would always have Alex and possibly Logan.

Joanna, the illegitimate daughter who had suffered all her life, was now the one every man desired. Mia, who had a privileged upbringing with both her father and mother, found herself unattractive to anyone, even a cripple.

Logan had deceived her with his false love, losing interest after being with her once.

Now, he was professing his love for Joanna, leaving Mia to wonder if he had ever truly cared for her.

If he had Joanna like he had her, would he be so desperate to win her back now? Perhaps that was what drew him to Joanna time and time again.

"I don’t know. I just thought it might benefit you, but at least the company would be secure with me," Mia responded confidently, no longer concerned about Logan.

"Are you sure about this?" Logan asked from the other end of the line, knowing that Alex would never let Joanna lose. Mia frowned and replied from her side of the line.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

Logan hinted, "What if she met her target? I doubt Alex would see her fail," but Mia was not ready to hear it.

Joanna would lose as far as Mia was concerned.

"I’m certain because if she had, then any member from the finance team would have informed us," she stated firmly.

Ever since being at home, she waited for such news but none came and with the wedding close, it was impossible.

Logan sighed, accepting that Mia had no need for him at the moment since she already secured the company.

It was up to him to get his woman back, and this time, he was determined to treat her better and even make Violet envious for refusing to return to him.

"Alright. I guess I’m the only loser here. I will find my way," Logan said.

Joanna woke up in her car with Jack sleeping in the driver’s seat. "Jack, why are you sleeping?" Her eyes were blurry as she looked around her environment.

Jack was woken from his sleep by her voice and felt lost in wonder at what had happened. "Ma’am, are you alright? I don’t know why I fell asleep. I’m sorry, but I think I should alert the boss."

As Jack fished out his phone, Joanna asked, "Was anything dropped in the car?" This was the same way she felt the day she ate the food laced with sedatives, but Jack had no answers this time.

"I haven’t noticed anything like that," Jack shook his head as he pressed the alert code that would signal to Alex that they were in danger.

"Then let’s go and pick up Violet. She must be waiting for us," Joanna suggested, wondering how long she had slept. However, Jack, checking the time on his phone, advised against it.

"Ma’am, it’s past midnight."

How is that possible? And where is my phone?" Joanna asked, feeling confused as she searched for her phone. Jack, knowing where she usually kept it, reminded her,

"Ma’am, it should be in your bag."

She found her phone in her bag, but it was switched off. "I don’t remember turning it off. What exactly happened?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Joanna saw a familiar man in a wheelchair.

She quickly opened the door and ran into his arms, sitting on his thighs. "Alex, thank God you’re here." His presence gave her a sense of security.

"Are you alright?" Alex asked, lovingly combing her hair with his fingers. Joanna stiffened as she suddenly realized her actions and slowly lifted herself from his leg, squatting beside him.

"I don’t know. I don’t know how I slept so deeply."

Alex, understanding the situation, was still concerned. "Do you want to see a doctor?"

Joanna shook her head, feeling fine but mentally disoriented. "No. I feel fine, but everything is just messy in my head."

Alex smiled faintly and decided to be honest with her. "Some people tried to kidnap you, but everything is fine."

Fear spiraled through Joanna at the revelation, and she asked, "Who?"

"I don’t know, but investigations are ongoing. Come, join me in my car. Jack, you go home and rest," Alex softly instructed.

As far as he was concerned, he would make sure that nothing of this sort ever happens again and also, he would fish out all those behind it.

"What about Violet?" Joanna asked. Alex recalled the girl had been worried and kept calling until he decided not to answer her calls anymore.

"I will have Jack pick her up in the mor..." His phone began ringing, and he recognized the caller ID. It was her again. "She’s the one."

He answered the call and spoke directly. "Don’t worry, Violet. I found her. I will have her driver pick you up later."

Violet was relieved but insisted. "No. I want to see her now. I couldn’t go home not knowing how she was faring."

It meant she was still at the office because of the message, "Alright, we will pass by and get you."

"Thanks, but can I speak with her?" Violet was persistent, but Alex didn’t want to waste any more time.

"You will see her when we get there."

Ike drove to Violet’s office in the middle of the night, and only after seeing Joanna, was she okay.

"Joanna, how are you?"

"I guess I’m fine," Joanna forced a smile, confusion brewing in her mind. "Let’s go."

Arriving at the mansion, everybody was tired and went to sleep, but Joanna woke up early.

With Violet asleep, she didn’t want to wake her, but on the stairs, there were drops of blood leading to the room next to hers. That room was occupied by none other than Alex.

"Alex," she mused, her heart thumping in her chest.

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 – Can you lose them?

Alex once again settled into the bedroom downstairs, after Joanna and Violet headed upstairs.

He was exhausted as a result of not taking his short naps in the office due to Joanna’s attempted kidnapping but just as he closed his eyes to sleep, his phone beeped.

He was reluctant but since it was his personal phone, that meant it could be a potential emergency.

Picking up the phone hesitantly and looking at the screen reluctantly, he saw a text message from Aiden. ’Alex, the Munchinos are following you and are close to your house.’

Alex’s drowsiness vanished instantly as he read the message. He quickly replied, ’Where are you?’

Aiden had assigned someone to protect Alex, so upon hearing about the pursuit, he had already left his house without informing Alex immediately.

The Munchinos were a notorious gang known for terrorizing families in Chicago. Years ago, they had stolen from the Kings’ warehouse and vanished without a trace.

Now, they were targeting Alex directly in an attempt to reach the Kings, since they were so far the richest in Chicago City.

As the leader, Alex was their primary target. However, Aiden was determined to prevent these criminals from reaching Alex’s house.

’I’m almost at your house,’ Aiden texted a response.

Alex felt a surge of anger that the criminals were bringing the conflict to his doorstep, putting his wife and dependents at risk.

If it were just him, he wouldn’t even step out of the house but anyone could be used as bait against him if those criminals succeeded in coming in.

Even with bodyguards around, Alex did not want Joanna to have a clue about this kind of thing or connect him to it.

He considered arranging for backup, but with Aiden present, Alex felt it unnecessary, even for Ike.

Both Alex and Aiden understood the reason for the unexpected opposition. The Munchinos were still bitter because Salvador’s men had managed to retrieve everything from them during the Munchinos’ attack without capturing the culprits, leading to resentment.

It was evident that trouble was looming. Alex and Aiden were driving towards the signal shown in the tracking software to confront them, but they were clueless about the fact that the Munchinos gang had quadrupled in size since they were last seen.

There were about three different cars with a lot of gang members.

Before he could say, Jack, bullets were raining down from the skies, resulting in a crossfire.

Neither Alex nor Aiden could get out of the car, but Alex targeted two things as Aiden clung to the steering wheel to prevent a skid.

"Can you lose them?" he asked as he wound down the window and fired multiple shots. It pierced through the front tire of the car facing them before the second one pierced the driver in the chest.

The car veered off the road, crashing into the third one, who was trying to overtake the second but the second one made a clean escape before another set of bullets began flying through the air.

Aiden was not in sync with Alex’s desire to avoid confrontation. "Aren’t we going to fight them?"

Alex considered his options. Aiden was unaware that they were both injured, but Alex remained calm.

With the return of the Munchinos, he decided to have Salvator’s men deal with them. The collision between the cars left everyone unconscious.

Alex aimed and shot the driver of the third car in the head, protecting Aiden who was at the wheel.

The car spun out of control and crashed into a tree just as they heard police sirens approaching.

"No, let the police handle it for now," Alex said. The sound of gunshots had alerted the police, but Alex’s quick decision allowed them to make a clean getaway.

As they headed home, they both realized the extent of their injuries.

Aiden’s wound was more severe than Alex’s because Alex had been shielding him the entire time to prevent him from stopping driving.

Upon reaching the mansion, they assisted each other to the upstairs room where Alex kept his first aid supplies.

"I think we should call a doctor," Aiden suggested after Alex removed the bullet from his shoulder.

It was then Aiden’s turn to remove the bullets from Alex, but he discovered there were two, one in Alex’s back and another on the extreme left side of his chest.

"If you can’t do it, then let me call Betty," Alex sarcastically remarked, implying that Aiden was weak for considering a doctor.

However, Aiden was only concerned about the risk of infection.

"I can do it, but you’ve lost a lot of blood, and what if it’s infected?" Aiden expressed his worry.

Alex dismissed his concerns, saying, "I feel fine and don’t need blood. I highly doubt there’s an infection."

He was relieved that the marriage was just a contract. Otherwise, how would he explain his scars to Joanna? Judging by the situation, he wouldn’t need to provide any explanation because she wouldn’t see them.

After removing the bullets, Alex called Betty on the phone. "There are blood drops on the floor. Make sure no one sees anything."

That was a way of telling her to do it herself to avoid gossip from the maids. However, they heard the door to Joanna’s room open, so Alex pretended to be asleep.

Aiden, who hadn’t met Joanna face to face and didn’t want to raise suspicion, hid in the closet.

It felt like a dream, but Joanna, despite her hesitation, decided to break another rule and knocked on Alex’s door.

There was no response, and when she turned around, she only saw Betty.

"Sir must be asleep," Betty said with a smile, but Joanna sensed something was amiss.

She remembered seeing fresh blood earlier, but upon closer inspection, everything had been cleaned.

Was she dreaming? Was Betty so quick at cleaning? "I... I saw blood stains," she pondered.

Betty appeared slightly nervous but quickly composed herself.

"Then you must have seen it incorrectly," she countered.

Unfortunately, Joanna didn’t believe her and forcefully opened Alex’s door, only to freeze at the entrance in shock.

Chapter 94 - Does Your Husband Have a Visitor?

Betty was unable to stop Joanna in time, so she decided to make herself scarce instead.

Joanna was surprised to find Alex peacefully sleeping on the bed with his wheelchair next to him.

She felt remorseful for suspecting him and didn’t want him to know about her actions.

It was the first time she had seen him in this state, sleeping so soundly.

The only other time they had shared a room, she had fallen asleep before him, and this room was dark, so she hadn’t seen him like this before.

If Joanna had her way, she would have turned on the light to get a better look at him, but she knew it would cause trouble and she couldn’t come up with a good excuse for intruding on his privacy.

Hastily, she left for the kitchen when Aiden emerged from the closet and locked the door behind him.

"That was a close call," Aiden remarked.

Joanna would have been suspicious if she had seen him, but Alex could only wonder what was going through Joanna’s mind regarding his room switch.

He relaxed after he remembered she had gone upstairs before that switch.

Alex had waited for Joanna and Violet to go upstairs before moving to the bedroom downstairs.

"I can’t believe she entered my room," he thought. They weren’t supposed to enter each other’s rooms, but she did it so casually.

Aiden’s concern took a different turn. "You should be grateful she didn’t turn on the light."

Alex tensed at Aiden’s words. His wound hadn’t been bandaged yet, so Joanna would have seen the blood. Additionally, Dion’s picture was on the nightstand next to his bed.

The Munchinos won’t get away with this," Alex seethed.

Even if the police arrested them, Alex would ensure they paid for putting him in such a vulnerable situation.

Aiden agreed, but his concern shifted to Alex’s wound once again. "Your wound is deep. I removed the bullet, but you might need antibiotics. I still can’t understand what you did back there."

Alex shielding him from the bullets with his body still confused him greatly, as did allowing the cops to take over when they could have finished off those men before the cops arrived.

Alex pressed a bottle of vodka to his lips and after gulping down a mouthful, replied.

"We were outnumbered, so the best thing was to escape. I didn’t want the cops to get involved, and besides, I’m getting married. The media would be there," he explained. Aiden nodded.

"Yeah, your pictures will be everywhere after the wedding, and they would have easily linked you to what happened."

"I’m glad you understand," Alex shrugged. "I want to sleep now. You can sleep here too, but please lock the door."

Had it not been for Aiden and their injuries, he would have remembered to close the door the moment he went in.

"Yeah, I’m also tired, so I’ll sleep on the couch." Aiden was looking for a blanket to use when Alex sighed and gulped down the last drop of vodka they used to mask the pain.

"I can share the bed, but just make sure your body doesn’t touch mine."

It was their first time sharing a bed, but Alex was not heartless. They were both tired and still in pain, so it wouldn’t be right to make Aiden uncomfortable on the couch.

Letting him into another room might also be problematic since only Alex’s room has an emergency exit.

Downstairs, Joanna had finished preparing breakfast and went to fetch Violet to join her. However, upon reaching Alex’s door, she became curious.

Alex was typically an early riser, but today he seemed to be relishing the comfort of his bed.

Curiosity got the best of her, and she attempted to open the door, only to find it locked. Perhaps Betty had locked it.

"Violet, wake up. I made breakfast," Joanna gently nudged the drowsy woman, who groaned in response.

"It’s the weekend. Let’s sleep in."

Joanna felt a sense of unease and the need for someone to talk to over breakfast, but Violet was not in the mood.

Disappointed, Joanna returned downstairs. Upon seeing Betty, she inquired,

"Can I wake Alex? I don’t want breakfast to get cold. I made something special that I know he would enjoy."

Betty appreciated Joanna’s concern for her boss and smiled. "Madame, sir returned not too long ago, so I would advise against waking him."

Joanna was taken aback. Did that mean what she saw was real? Initially dismissing it as a hallucination, she now felt compelled to trust her instincts and investigate further.

"We returned together last night, so what do you mean he came home not too long ago?"

Betty’s face drained of color. It wasn’t like before when she could brush things off.

This time, there was a bond formed between her and Joanna because of how the young woman stood up for her and gave her back her job.

She could not act unfeeling like before. "That is what I am talking about. You both returned earlier this morning, and sir hasn’t slept like this for a long while. Please allow him to have this rest."

Her explanation made sense, so Joanna agreed. "You are right. I won’t bother him, but if he doesn’t wake up in the next thirty minutes, you can give the food to the maids."

Betty was saddened for her boss not to have this treat but also knew he needed all the rest because of his injuries.

It was not the first time something like that happened anyway, but it was minimal by the arrival of the young madam.

"Alright, ma’am, I hope he wakes up by then."

Joanna waited, but Alex did not wake up. However, Violet did, after three hours. Her presence greatly brightened Joanna’s mood.

"You finally woke up. I guess I have to prepare another breakfast for you."

"I would love that, but I’m sorry for sleeping so much and not joining you earlier. I just like to catch up on all my lost sleep during the weekend."

Joanna’s eyes widened. "I’m amazed you didn’t choose the club for relaxing," she said teasingly. Violet laughed, but then recalled something and asked,

"Who are the men in the next room? Does your husband have a visitor?"

Joanna stiffened instantly, but without a word, she began to hasten up the stairs, fainting by what met her eyes.

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 – They Seem to Be Trouble

Alex was the first to wake up after over two and a half hours of sleep, which was due to all the alcohol.

If not for that, he would have woken up earlier. The pain had reduced, so he decided to sponge himself a little since he couldn’t have a normal bath due to the scars.

Then he remembered how Joanna almost caught him earlier. It was strange how he seemed to care so much about her feelings when this whole thing was just a contract.

Well, he also did promise that for as long as the contract existed, he was going to treat her as a wife, except for anything intimate happening between them.

He thought about calling Betty to change the sheets but from how peaceful Aiden looked on the bed, he decided to wait until he woke up.

After sponging himself and ensuring his injured areas were not affected, Alex put on casual clothes and was about to go downstairs for breakfast when Aiden woke up.

Alex had already unlocked the door and was about to turn the knob when he heard Aiden’s voice behind him.

"Alex, how are you up already?"

This was the shortest sleep Aiden had and he still wanted more, especially after losing a lot of sleep over the week. He was awoken by Alex’s movements because he was a light sleeper.

"I don’t sleep much, but you can rest more," Alex encouraged him. Aiden refused, feeling like a prisoner confined to Alex’s room.

If not for Joan, he would have stayed to use Alex’s private gym, but now was not the time. "No, I have to go and take care of some things."

"Allow your injuries to heal before taking care of anything physical," Alex advised. Aiden smiled.

Years back, he endured Alex’s hostility as the cold man could not trust him easily. However, once he gained his trust, everything changed. Aiden was not as gentle as Alex, he loved the wild life and didn’t enjoy being there.

"Nothing physical. Spending a whole day with you in the name of a wedding isn’t my style, so I have to make sure things are in perspective first," Aiden said seriously, and Alex nodded.

"I won’t stop you then, but aren’t you hungry?"

"I am, but I don’t want to inconvenience you. I will eat at home," Aiden said, getting off the bed. Alex noticed that his wound was not severe, which explained Aiden’s energy to move around.

"I can have Betty bring you food. It’s no trouble," Alex suggested.

"No, let me just go. I hope there won’t be any more problems to send us out," Aiden said thoughtfully.

However, if anything dangerous arose, he might handle it alone with a few of Salvador’s men before informing Alex.

"I hope so too, and if things align, I will meet you at the hotel," Alex reminded him, knowing how challenging it would be for Aiden to wear a suit.

The guy preferred leather jackets and sleeveless shirts.

The hotel was near the wedding venue, so both Alex and Joanna would move there two days before the event, staying in separate rooms.

"In that case, I will use the secret exit. I don’t want to make your wife suspicious," Aiden said.

Joanna was intelligent, but Alex had outsmarted her a couple of times because this was his territory. However, that did not mean he would always win.

"I wouldn’t have allowed you to use the main entrance anyway," Alex shrugged, feeling hungry due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed before sleeping.

Aiden walked into the closet but came out confused. "Did you change the exit? I can’t locate it."

It had been months since they used that exit, and whenever they did, Alex would change it. Aiden would not find it, no matter how Alex described it. So, Alex rose from the wheelchair and walked into the closet.

There was a mirror, and as soon as his face reflected in it, it slid to the side, revealing a tunnel through the wall.

Aiden was stunned as this was far more advanced than Alex’s last secret exit. "This is massive. You even used facial recognition," he shook his head before Alex helped him through the tunnel.

"Sometimes, I wonder how you are able to keep up faking being a cripple. My legs would have grown numb if I were you."

Alex smiled. "If only you knew the advantage in this, you would have forgone the consequence and tried it."

He positioned the mirror back before Aiden could respond. No one would be able to tell it had been tampered with, but Alex knew better.

"Now I have to change the secret exit once again," he thought to himself.

Lost in thoughts about the new mechanism to use this time, he realized he wanted something different and more advanced each time.

While looking in the mirror, he noticed a bloodstain on his shirt and quickly removed it. As he dressed the bullet wound once more, he heard a faint but distinct sound coming from the exit.

Opening it, he found Aiden trapped there and trying to come out, and Alex immediately sensed that there was a problem, feeling overwhelmed.

"Why are you still here?" he scolded. Aiden handed his phone to Alex and got out of the tunnel.

"The Munchinos have been arrested, but they seem to be causing trouble," Aiden explained. Alex’s expression darkened as he read the police report.

It was unfortunate that everything had escalated so quickly, leaving him with little time to address the situation.

"They will all regret it."

Alex calmly selected a clean shirt and emerged from the closet, with Aiden trailing behind.

He pondered how to address the situation, though he already had a plan in mind.

As Alex was putting on the shirt, the door suddenly swung open, revealing Joanna standing there, her face drained of color.

"Damn it!" Alex cursed as he hurried over to her, catching her before she collapsed, cradling her in his arms.

"Oh no, what should we do now?" Aiden asked, feeling helpless.