
Married to A Paralysed CEO
Malfa Lena Karina Dewi · Ongoing · 49.4k Words
Introduction
Paula Mayer, the woman was asked to marry a man with a million secrets. Many people say that Mark Aliston has never been lucky in life.
His mother died saving him in an accident. Then his sister also died because of him. Then his two fiancees who died before their wedding day.
Will Paula also experience the same thing as Mark's two ex-fiancees? And can his second marriage survive to the end?
Chapter 1
Paula Mayer wrapped her body in a towel and stood by the door. Then she asked carefully.
"Should I change my clothes and go to bed first, or should I help you clean your body first?"
This was their wedding night.
The man in the wheelchair, whose eyes were covered by a piece of black silk, was her future husband.
This was the first time Paula met her future husband.
He was much more handsome than in his picture.
Such a distinctive handsome face. The bridge of his nose was high and pointed, his dark eyebrows were thick, and his figure was slender and well-built. The physique of her future husband was really very similar to the handsome prince in her dream.
Unfortunately, her future husband was a blind man in a wheelchair.
Many people said that Mark Aliston was unlucky from birth. He was considered the bearer of bad luck.
It has happened to his parents since he was seventeen years old, both parents died in an accident with him. At the age of twenty, the same thing happened to his younger sister. Then as an adult, both of his fiancées experienced the same thing.
When Paula heard these rumours, deep down, she was also afraid to become Mark's wife.
However, her aunt told her that the Aliston family would pay for her mother's medical expenses if she went to marriage with he. Finally, she was willing to take the risk for her mother's sake.
When she saw Mark not answering her question, Paula thought he hadn't heard her. So, she walked over and wanted to repeat her question.
But before she could come any closer, the woman instantly lost her breath when she saw what her husband-to-be was doing.
Mark took off the silk covering his eyes, and looked at her indifferently.
"Do you know who you are getting married to?" Mark asked in a very flat voice.
His gaze was too cold as he looked at her. Even so, why did a blind person have such a deep gaze?
After thinking about it, she felt there was nothing to be afraid of. Her future husband was a blind man, and she was trying to dispel the feelings that intimidated her.
"Yes, I know." Paula answered Mark's question honestly.
There was a slight frown on the man's dark eyebrows. "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Paula fell silent after hearing Mark's question just now. Paula's heartbeat quickened.
"I'm not afraid." Mark was silent after hearing Paula's answer.
"You saved my mum, so I feel indebted to you. I will keep my promise and give birth to a child for you. I will also take care of you for the rest of my life!" Paula's beautiful face looked very serious as she said that.
Mark, who heard Paula's answer, observed her silently. After a while, the man laughed ironically. "If that's what you want, help me take a shower."
Paula paused for a moment before answering. "Alright."
Having promised Mr Aliston that she would marry Mark, she had no plans to regret anything.
She was his legal wife once they got the marriage certificate.
Her husband was a disabled person. Hence, it was only right that she should be present to accompany him during her husband bath time.
"I will prepare some warm water for you." Paula said and went back into the bathroom.
The man's cold gaze was fixed on Paula's back who soon disappeared behind the door.
Indeed, he had sent some people to investigate Paula.
The information about the woman was very simple. She was a poor woman from a village in the mountains. Who had agreed to marry him, a poor man with a bad reputation, to cover her mother's medical expenses.
His two previous fiancés were women who were well known to many people. They came from wealthy families with famous family backgrounds.
Unfortunately, they had both been murdered suddenly and mysteriously before their marriage.
Paula was very foolish and naive. Even she was able to stay with him on their wedding night.
Either because she was so stupid, that people didn't bother to do anything to her.
As Mark was daydreaming, he heard the bathroom door open.
He looked up and a hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.
From within the thick fog in the bathroom, a petite woman slowly emerged.
Her long black hair was wet with water vapour, and a few strands of hair swayed on her sexy shoulders as she moved.
The towel wrapped around her body was completely wet, and clung to her body, revealing her curvaceous figure.
"Wait a minute."
Paula walked past Mark unceremoniously, and took out her suitcase from under the bed.
She took out a small bag from inside the suitcase, which contained her underwear.
Paula took out a black underwear and tore off the label before putting it on.
Probably because she thought that Mark was blind, the whole process of putting on the clothes was done in front of Mark.
Everything Paula did really tested Mark. Would something like that not provoke something in a paralysed man like him?
After skilfully putting on her clothes, Paula approached. Then she pushed the wheelchair towards the bathroom door.
After arriving inside, Paula helped Mark by taking off his clothes one by one.
Mark looks at Paula so seriously. While Paula didn't feel that Mark was looking at her at all.
Paula took off Mark's watch, his shirt, his belt, and then...
Paula pulled at her hand that had just unbuckled her future husband's belt.
"Can you keep it on while you shower?"
Mark who heard the ridiculous question from his future wife looked at Paula with a tinge of mischief in his eyes. "If I wear it, I can't clean certain parts."
"Hmm, that seems to be true." Paula nodded before extending her hand.
Mark felt a little surprised. "Is this woman that stupid? Does she not know what shame is?"
Mark didn't see any kind of reaction from Paula's face, as his main part was now not covered by anything.
Yet in her heart, Paula was feeling such turmoil. She had never seen it before.
"I'll help you into the bathtub," Paula said as she tried to wake Mark up from his wheelchair.
Although her body was no match for Mark's muscular body, Mark was finally in the tub.
Paula pushed her wet hair back. Then she looks for a scrubbing pad and immediately turns around.
Paula rubs his entire back and other body parts so gently. Not infrequently Paula also gave a gentle massage on Mark's back.
"If it hurts, tell me. I will be more gentle."
Mark was silent. Paula, who was accustomed to doing a gentle massage, when caring for her mother, managed to make Mark feel calm.
After all parts have been rubbed by Paula. Paula now stopped. She looked at the main part, and asked carefully.
"Do you want me to clean that part too?"
Mark's eyes looked deeply into Paula's. "What do you think?"
Last Chapters
#37 CHAPTER 37. Relinquishing virginity
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#36 CHAPTER 36. Give Mark a son
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#35 CHAPTER 35. Revealed
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#34 CHAPTER 34. I'm your husband
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#33 CHAPTER 33. Am I not your husband?
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#32 CHAPTER 32. Too tired
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#31 CHAPTER 31. Very good wife
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#30 CHAPTER 30. I will take you away!
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#29 CHAPTER 29. Part time job?
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#28 CHAPTER 28. It seems you really love him
Last Updated: 1/14/2026
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