12/13/2025
Millionaire pretends to be paralyzed to test his girlfriend â but finds true love where he least expects...
The sun was bright that morning, but Adrien Veyron, one of the cityâs youngest millionaires, felt only hollowness inside. To the world, he was untouchable â wealthy, powerful, admired. But behind the gates of his sprawling estate, doubt consumed him. For nearly a year, he had been dating Cassandra, a glamorous woman admired in high society. She was everything people expected a millionaireâs girlfriend to be â flawless, fashionable, adored.
Yet Adrien was haunted by one question: did she love him, or only his fortune?
In a reckless decision, he devised a cruel test. He told Cassandra he had been injured in a car accident and could no longer walk. He would pretend to be confined to a wheelchair, vulnerable and broken, to see her true heart. Would she stay and care for him, or abandon him once his wealth lost its shine?
At first, Cassandra played her role well. She clung to him in public, posed with dramatic sympathy on social media, and told her friends how much she adored him despite his condition. But behind closed doors, cracks appeared. She sighed impatiently when he asked for help. She began disappearing to âeventsâ more often. And when she thought no one was watching, her affection turned into irritation.
Adrienâs chest grew heavy with every passing day. The test was working, but it brought only pain.
In the background of his misery was someone he had barely noticed before: Marbel, a quiet maid who had joined the mansion only a few months earlier. She wasnât glamorous or loud. She wore a neat purple uniform and carried herself with quiet dignity. But when Cassandra rolled her eyes at Adrien struggling to reach his glass of water, it was Marbel who gently placed it in his hand. When Cassandra refused to push his wheelchair, Marbel did so silently, guiding him through the gardens with steady steps.
Adrien began to see her differently. She didnât look at him with pity or greed. She looked at him like a man â wounded, but still human, still worthy of respect.
And for the first time in years, something stirred in Adrienâs heart.
Days turned into weeks, and Cassandraâs mask fell away completely. Adrien saw her contempt clearer with each encounter. She mocked him openly in private, calling him âa shadow of the man he used to be.â
The breaking point came one evening during a lavish terrace party. Cassandra, dressed in diamonds and silk, laughed loudly in front of her friends. With a cruel smirk, she pointed at Adrien sitting in his wheelchair. âLook at him now,â she joked, her voice cutting like glass. Guests chuckled nervously, too afraid to contradict her.
Adrienâs face burned with humiliation. His chest tightened with every laugh. For all his millions, for all his reputation, he had never felt so small...
To be continued in C0mments đ
