Chapter 1

“Um… Should I undress and get on the bed, or… Should I help you undress first?”

Wrapped in a bath towel, Sally Summers cautiously asked as she stood at the bathroom entrance.

Tonight was her wedding night.

Further away from her, a man with a black silk ribbon over his eyes sat in a wheelchair. He would be her husband from now on.

It was her first time seeing him. Admittedly, he looked better than his photos.

The man had angular facial features, a sharp and high nose bridge, densely dark eyebrows, a tall and slender stature. He was the physical embodiment of her Prince Charming.

Unfortunately, he was a blind man who was confined in a wheelchair.

Some said that Elijah Moses was born a bringer of misfortune. At nine years old, he jinxed his parents’ death; at thirteen years old, his elder sister died. After he became an adult, he brought misfortune in the form of death to his three fiancées.

When Sally first heard about these rumors, she was scared too.

However, her uncle told her that if she married Elijah Moses, the Moses family would pay for her grandmother’s medical treatment.

Sally was willing to risk her life for her grandmother’s sake.

Noticing a lack of response from the man, Sally thought he did not hear her and repeated her words.

“Hmph.”

The cold and arrogant man slowly unraveled the silk ribbon that covered his eyes. His piercingly cold eyes scanned the girl from head to toe and said, “Do you know what kind of person you’ve married?”

Sally involuntarily made herself smaller under the man’s freezing gaze.

However, after pondering for a while, she realized there was nothing to be afraid of. He was blind after all!

Yet, would a blind man have such a penetrative gaze?

Sally had never seen a blind man before and would not know for sure.

However, she still answered his question honestly, “I know.”

The man’s dark eyebrows threatened a slight frown, “Aren’t you scared of dying?”

After removing the silk ribbon from his eyes, he looked even more stately and arrogant.

Sally felt her heart palpitating. “I’m not.”

She stared straight at him and said with a steady voice, “You saved my grandmother. Therefore, you are my benefactor.

“I will fulfill the promise I’ve made. I’ll give birth to your children and take care of you for the rest of your life!”

There was nothing but earnest on the woman’s delicate and petite face.

Elijah scrutinized her in silence for a short while.

After a while, he sneered, “In this case, bathe me.”

Sally paused before responding, “Alright.”

She had never thought of going back on her words the moment she promised the grandpa from the Moses family to marry Elijah Moses.

After receiving the marriage certificate, she was legally married to Elijah Moses.

Her husband was disabled; for his wife to bathe him was merely a given.

“I’ll get your bath water ready.”

After saying that, her small body that was wrapped in a towel scuttled into the bathroom.

Elijah watched her leaving figure with his tightly knotted eyebrows.

It was not as though he did not send someone to investigate her.

This woman’s background could not have been any simpler. She was a poor girl from a village who had willingly married him, this infamous jinx, to cover the medical bills of her closest relative.

All three of his late fiancees were upper-class socialites in City A with substantial family wealth and impressive background.

Yet, they were assassinated in all forms of manner on their wedding eve.

Meanwhile, this naive and idiotic Sally Summers made it to their wedding night?

She was either too stupid that nobody cared to hurt her.

Or… She was pretending to be stupid.

While Elijah immersed himself in his thoughts, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

He lifted his gaze. A glimmer of amazement flashed across his dark, black eyes.

A dense fog drifted out from the bathroom. The petite woman with her delicate figure slowly walked out.

Her long black hair was wet from the water vapor. A few playful wisps of hair swung around her collarbones.

The towel on the woman’s body was completely drenched. It clung tightly to her body, outlining her exquisite hourglass figure.

“Give me a sec.”

She crouched down, pulled the luggage from under the bed, and opened it up.