el's
company can't pay of
gh I've rarely shown my face at the company since the tragic accident three years ago, everyone st
with his life!" I said firmly
ffering his daught
e so heartless as to sell his own flesh and blo
e's offering will be
replied before finally
y business operations. Actually, I could still work just like I used to. After all,
ot actuall
ago. The culprit worked very meticulously; even my trusted associates and the police couldn't s
up from the wheelchair that had been se
en the people in this house know that I can actually walk normally. Caution is key, bec
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nd she's twenty-five years old. I've investigated why they
in her own home. Unlike the second daughter, who is twenty-three years old-she received all the love. Upon hearing rumors that you were paralyzed and h
hand. It's only natural that no woman would want me, even though I'm rolling in wealth
d never received any love from her parents, she
s in that photo. Her gaze radiated both resilience and
th her. Then bring her
s,
tion was simply to make her a servant to pay off her father's deb
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rol. But I was completely wrong. Emelia was the exception. She should have trembled
because I refused to let anyone else's eyes feast on what was mine. After all, Emelia is my wife
perately wanted to squeeze and possess her right then and there, but logic held me ba
to marry a crippled man with a monstrous face unless she had a hidden age
on my lap and kiss my lips with a seductive gaze. As a normal man, I couldn't resist pulling her by the nape of her neck to devour
ifferent-suddenly feel pity seeing her asleep on
pillow and a blanket. I couldn't bear to see her suffer. Without Emelia even knowing, I stayed with her
ipped under the blanket and hugged me very tightly. I tried to control myself, but t
was swept away again.
olidly. Still, my suspicion remained. I was still afraid
e a good person. Than
them. Still, I had to remain vigilant. I couldn't
a trophy wife. The fact is, I consider this marriage to be real. You're my
y pouncing on her right then and there. But the reality was a bitter
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everything, sir.
ructed to keep a closer watch on Emelia. I didn't w
p. There's been no unusual activity, Sir. Ever since she graduated from school, her life has been confined to the house, because her family has essentially treated her as a servant. Her
ationship with anyone befor
e, but her younger sister stole that man away
ugh my chest. I wouldn't let any other man's name occupy Emelia's h
her. And lo and behold, there she was, causing a commotion in the kitchen by insisting on
antly, her eyes sparkling. It seemed sh
I can finish without leaving a single bite, then the bet stands," I said c
d to see just how far she'
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