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Substitute Bride For The Fake Cripple

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 992    |    Released on: 08/05/2026

night of the estate. Two paramedics rushed through the front

aramedic strapped a clear oxygen mask over his pale, sweating face, while the other quic

, tears streaming down her face. "I'm

crossed tight over her chest. She glared a

voice trembling with venom. "If he

he walked slowly toward the stre

her. His eyes were wide, filled with a pathetic, desperate pleading. His frail, trem

st her chest. She closed her eyes for a fraction of a second, forcing the

ar, sharp, and entirely devoid of emoti

Grace announced. Her voice cut throug

roke across her face. She thought she had w

her voice rising slightl

ell off Bea

he family lawyer, who was

cutting all legal and financial ties with the Albert family. I renounce any future inheritance. In exchange, I take

ping forward. "You can't just take the sha

ned her head to

rning," Grace said, her tone deadpan, "then you can

g cough. He weakly raised his hand and nodded his h

he door, the flashing red lights of the a

. She turned on her heel and

to my room," she told the

shut. She reached out and twisted the deadbo

ood of the door and slowly slid down until she was sitting on the thick c

erself up, walked to her en-suite bathroom, and pulled out the first aid kit. She sat on the edge of the tub, pouring stingi

and opened her laptop. She pulled ou

told her private investigator the second he answered

an encrypted file dr

ors: Hudson Turner had been in a severe car accident two years ago. He was paralyzed from the w

inancial summaries, her eyes narrow

to his name. The numbers didn't make sense for a disgraced, exiled son. Her business insti

down her leverage points, her boundaries, and her

soft knock cam

a thick stack of legal documents, freshly

ngle line, every clause, every piece of fine print. When she was absolutely certai

agreement in he

urple and gray, Grace walked to her closet. She pulled out a shar

ilent house, and drove her SUV toward the add

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“Grace's engagement to Dillan Hayes was nothing but a cold business transaction to secure funding for her family's company. But when Dillan violently shoved her into a marble bar over his ex-girlfriend, leaving her bleeding, Grace didn't hesitate. She called 911, had her fiancé arrested on the spot, and broke off the engagement. Returning to the Albert estate, she expected chaos, but not absolute betrayal. Her family didn't care that she had just been physically assaulted. They were in a sheer panic because her cousin Ashly had just fled the country, abandoning a terrifying arranged marriage. The groom was Hudson Turner, a man known across Manhattan as a disgraced, violent psychopath, paralyzed from the waist down in a severe crash. To save themselves from the Turner family's wrath and financial ruin, Grace's aunt and father ordered her to take Ashly's place. "You eat from this family, you live in this house! It is time you paid us back!" Her father even threatened to freeze her bank accounts and faked a heart attack to force her compliance. For three years, Grace had single-handedly kept the family business afloat while they squandered the profits. Now, they were throwing her to a monster without a second thought, expecting her to rot as a crippled man's miserable nursemaid. But they picked the wrong sacrifice. Grace ruthlessly extorted a legal severance from her family, taking her shares and cutting all ties forever. She walked straight into Hudson Turner's private gallery to propose a mutually beneficial, cutthroat business marriage. However, when the prenuptial was signed, the "paralyzed" billionaire placed his hands on his wheelchair. Slowly, deliberately, Hudson stood up to his full, imposing height of six-foot-three. "The wheelchair is a necessary illusion for my enemies," Hudson stated calmly. "But it will never be an illusion between you and me."”