I Asked a Man in a Wheelchair to Dance—Then My Ex Humiliated Us — Part 2

Previously: When Victoria asked Andrew for a dance at the grand gala, she didn't care about his wheelchair. But when her cruel ex-fiancé decided to make a scene, their quiet connection turned into a public battle.

Before Victoria could offer a reassuring reply, the fragile peace of their moment was shattered by a sharp, mocking laugh. Julian, Victoria’s wealthy and arrogant ex-fiancé, stepped out of the crowd, holding a half-empty glass of champagne. His eyes sneered at Andrew before turning a cold, demanding glare onto Victoria.

The Public Humiliation

"Is this a joke, Victoria?" Julian sneered, his voice carrying across the quiet corner of the ballroom. "Are you so desperate for my attention that you’re resorting to charity work on the dance floor?"

I Asked a Man in a Wheelchair to Dance—Then My Ex Humiliated Us

Victoria felt her blood run cold. She stood her ground, stepping slightly in front of Andrew’s wheelchair.

"Leave us alone, Julian. You have no right to speak to us like this," she said, her voice trembling with rising anger.

But Julian, fueled by alcohol and bruised pride, refused to back down. He stepped closer, deliberately raising his voice to draw a crowd of curious onlookers.

"Come on, Victoria. Look at him. He can't even stand up. What are you going to do, drag him around the floor? He’s half a man," Julian mocked, laughing at his own cruel joke.

A collective gasp echoed through the gathering crowd. Andrew’s face turned pale, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the armrests of his wheelchair. But as Victoria stared at Andrew, a sudden, shocking realization hit her like a lightning bolt. She looked at the faint, silver scar running along his temple and the familiar shape of his jaw. Three years ago, she had been trapped in a burning car wreckage. A brave stranger had pulled her out just seconds before the vehicle exploded, sacrificing his own safety—and, as she now realized, his ability to walk. It was Andrew. He was her anonymous savior.

Julian reached out to grab Victoria’s arm, trying to force her away.

"Let's go, Victoria. Stop embarrassing yourself with this charity case," he demanded.

Victoria yanked her arm back, her eyes blazing with fury as she prepared to defend the man who had given up everything for her.