The Substitute Bride and the Cripple

Summary Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left live.“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter improve his lifespan.”Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-be, whoughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss his lips.The marriagentract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him beingnfined a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be uuched. You should set your sights higher.”“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”But Young Master Jiang only ffed. “I have plenty of time left be with her.”Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The dor says you can’t exert yourself.”Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in hisre that demanded be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that dor and the wheelchair long ago.But he yearned make love his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed i a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”You’re reading “The Substitute Bride and the Cripple” on See all Hide