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Substitute Marriage: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire

Substitute Marriage: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1053    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

Los Angeles City Hall pushe

ega stepp

ingers instinctively tightening around the lapels of her cheap, beige trench coat. The fabric

he center of t

aningless wash of skin tones and indistinct features. This was her reality. Severe prosopagnosia. Face blindnes

ath. The air tasted like

d the instruction in her head. Find the m

ded rows and finally snagged

air sat parked

ting in it, his head bowed as he a

aid shirt or the standard hospital-issue chair. Chrissy didn't hesitate. She walked briskly toward him. The hard heels of her scuff

ht in front of

her lips into the gentle, submissive smile she had

nds clasped tightly in front of he

er voice steady and earnest

plaid shirt jer

this strange woman standing ov

naire. The Vega family had warned her that Arch Rush III was a ruth

dollars for her family's bankrupt compa

s, reciting the scri

. But I promise you, I will fulfill every duty of a wife. I wi

eache

he man's shoulder. She patt

your legs," she added, her ton

e shrank back against the vin

s eyes wide with panic.

ssy

er hand hung suspended in the empty air between them. He

word of apology, a sound slic

s a s

amusement and raw authority it felt like a buc

s Ve

ith a dangerous edge. "It seems your eyesi

whippe

nch coat flared ou

d in the shadows of a marble p

custom-built, matte-black carbon

d, pitch-black haute couture suit th

ually on his knuckles. His dark eyes locked onto hers, analyzing he

e carved from stone. Through the glass doors behind them, she could just make out the imposing silhouette of

eck, setting her cheeks on

bing against the pad of her index finger-a nervous habit deve

e mild prosopagnosia. Face blindness. I can't recognize

g right through her excuse. "As long as the man is

like a physical sl

s slumped. The air

f blood bloomed on her tongue. She forced herself to lif

rs together. She let the mask

ital injection into the Vega Group," she said, her voice d

icker of dark, dangerous i

l. He didn't

head a fraction of

ard stepped forward and gripped the handles of the carbon fiber w

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Substitute Marriage: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire
Substitute Marriage: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire
“To save my toxic family's bankrupt company, I was sold for fifty million dollars to marry Arch Rush III, a notoriously ruthless and paralyzed billionaire. Because of my severe face blindness, I couldn't even recognize my new husband. I was just a cheap, replaceable pawn. Yet, while my own parents physically abused me and treated me like livestock, my terrifying new husband actually protected me. But entering the Rush family estate was like stepping into a snake pit. His aristocratic relatives mocked my cheap clothes and even tried to disfigure me with boiling tea. To further humiliate me in front of a world-renowned neurologist, his grandmother pointed a bony finger at me. "Go massage his muscles, this is your daily duty now." Arch glared at me with a lethal warning, but I had no choice. Trembling, I pressed my hands into his thigh. My heart instantly dropped. Beneath his expensive suit, there was no soft, withered flesh. The muscle contours were tight, dense, and incredibly firm. How could a man completely paralyzed from the waist down have the legs of an athlete? Before I could process the terrifying truth, my strong fingers dug into a nerve cluster. Under my touch, his "dead" muscle violently twitched. The doctor dropped his pen in absolute shock, and I realized I had just accidentally exposed the ruthless billionaire's deadliest secret.”