Substitute Marriage: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire

From the back cover

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.