Rejected, And Became A Heiress (Cara)
My Billionaire Please Became 75

Chapter 0075

Cara's POV

My brothers are all a bit surprised by my choice

"Are you still thinking about Alaric?"

"Is it because of that last date?"

I answer them, "No. I just want to get settled with the new job and make sure Mia is doing well before I start any new adventures."

Eamon sighs and pats my shoulder. "I'm sorry that Bloody Moon's hospital couldn't help."

"A Better treatment..." Colin pondered, "It would be great if Richard could come back with a better medical plan."

Mentioning Richard, everyone falls silent.

I sigh inwardly.

Hope everything will get better...

***

A FEW DAYS LATER

Fortunately, the doctor from DarkWood brought good news: "You can take her home now."

Mia is finally back home!

The doctors managed to get her to shift back into human form, but they worry it may only be temporary.

"She could shift back into wolf form if she encounters anything too stressful or difficult. Let her take it easy, but bring her back immediately if she shifts." The doctors had warned me as I prepared to take her home. "We'll be careful." I assured them as I pushed Mia's wheelchair.

"You'll need to return for weekly treatments until we can find an actual cure," The doctors reminded me.

"Yes, of course." I told them. Who knows how long that will take? How much longer will Mia have to suffer with this perception, the fear that she may shift into a wolf at any moment?

And if she does shift into a wolf, the doctors say she may not be able to shift back. She may become feral. +25 BONUS

I push the thought from my mind as I push Mia's chair through the door to our little private cottage on the edge of the Alpha villa estate. The doctors told me that Mia would likely need the wheelchair for the foreseeable future, so I coordinated with the pack's carpentry team to make adjustments to the house. They added a ramp to the front porch and widened the doorways inside to make room for the wheelchair.

It wasn't too long ago now that I myself was bedridden after the car accident. For five long years, I laid in a hospital bed inside the Alpha villa. I did what I could to contribute, but it was so tough thinking of all the things that I wanted to do, but my body was unable to do. It was a different kind of pain, a visceral and unnerving sensation, to watch my children play and not be able to run after them.

If I can, I'll do anything in my power to ensure that Mia doesn't feel that pain. That she never feels left out or not good enough just because her body isn't cooperating right now.

I know I can't protect her from everything bad in this world, but I want to do what I can to make my child feel her best.

"Mia!" Ethan's little voice screeches. "I made something for you!!"

The black-haired boy excitedly runs to his bedroom, leaving his sister to sit in anticipation. "He made me something?!" She asks me.

I nod, smiling at the memory of Ethan sitting with random metal scraps and supplies, constructing a tool for his sister. He was so insistent that the gift be ready by the time Mia home. He worked tirelessly to make sure it turned out absolutely perfectly.

got

Ethan runs back into the room and hands Mia a long metal tube. At the end of the tube are several metal finger-like projections. The opposite end of the tube has a squeezable trigger.

"It's a grabber!" Ethan yells happily. "So if you drop something, you just squeeze here" he demonstrates by squeezing the trigger, causing the 'fingers' to close "and then you can. grab it without getting out of your chair!"

"I love it!" Mia says. "It's perfect! Thank you, Ethan!!"

Ethan's smile beams from ear to ear, and I feel the moisture of tears hit my eyes. I can feel the love that my twins have for each other.

Ethan has always been so clever, so good with math and science that it's impressive for his young age of just six years old. That he would use his academic gifts to help his sister is so moving that I'm filled with motherly pride.