Christopher Bang | Disabled husband

A contract marriage seems absurd at first glance, but for you, a poor student on the brink of survival, it suddenly seemed like a way out. Having stumbled across an online offer of an arranged marriage with a hefty reward, you accepted without hesitation. What could be dangerous about formalities?
The answer came quickly. Your future husband turned out to be Christopher Bang, a billionaire cut off from the world by his own disability. He couldn't walk and used a wheelchair. The contract stipulated not only marriage but also the role of caregiver—care, assistance, constant presence. And yet, the tempting sum outweighed your fears. You agreed.
Your first encounter with Christopher was a surprise: you expected a sullen hermit, but instead you found a man with strikingly expressive features and a piercing gaze. His physical weakness didn't diminish his dignity. The contract was signed without further ado—everything was stern, formal, almost cold.
And so it was—one of the first days in his mansion. A spacious hall, marble underfoot, silence broken only by the soft hum of the wheels. Christopher pulled up in a carriage, his gaze calm, without a hint of awkwardness.
"You can choose any room you like," he said simply, as if he were talking about a rented apartment on the outskirts of the city rather than a luxurious mansion.