The Substitute Bride and the Cripple

Summary of the The Substitute Bride and the Cripple

So, you've probably heard whispers about the *The Substitute Bride and the Cripple*. Yeah, that was me once. Forced onto this path because my half-sister snagged the spot of Jiang Shaocheng – a cripple in a wheelchair, barely clinging to life with maybe six months left.

I chose silence back then. Heh, people say stuff like "Who would marry a dying man?" or even worse, judge his looks... scarred face? Wheelchair bound? Forget it, I told myself. My purpose was clear: take care of Jiang Shaocheng, the young master. And that's what I did.

Every morning, breakfast by his bedside, managing everything. Some friends thought I'd miss out on something real – "A cripple can't *do* anything!" they'd argue. Others told me differently back then, like my ex suggesting he could wait for a better opportunity... but Jiang Shaocheng had other ideas.

Later? His needs grew beyond basic care. He wanted closeness, connection. Things... you know... married people share. But every time I hesitated – blushed even! – he'd just get frustrated, cursing the doctors who kept him tethered to that chair, wishing *he* could be free of it all.

And then? One day, his frustration must have broken through my silence. He told me everything. Suddenly, there was no more pity or caution from his end. The cripple vanished, leaving behind a strong, capable man – and the floodgates opened for us both.