Fiona Isabella Fawzi, a young girl, is forced to marry a paralyzed man as a replacement bride. Being wed at such a young age feels like a living nightmare for Fiona. The shame of their age gap and her husband's condition makes her feel utterly trapped in the marriage. Fiona is also part of a popular gang known as "Trio FAM Alliance", infamous for their mischief and occasional acts of intimidation. With unyielding courage, Fiona hatches one devious plan after another in her desperate bid to divorce her husband. Will Fiona succeed in escaping this unwanted marriage, or does destiny have a different path laid out for her?
Chapter 1 Giving Up Her Virginity
Crack! Pranggg!
Glass shards scattered across the floor.
"Fiona, stop!" said the middle-aged man sternly.
"I won't stop until you take back what you said, Dad! You know, Dad, I don't like your joke!" shouted the 18-year-old girl, visibly furious. It was clear that she was seething with anger after just waking up from a beautiful dream. But when she woke up, she was faced with a nightmare.
The future Fiona had imagined would be so beautiful after graduation turned out to be a waste. She had to marry a man much older than her. She didn't even know who this man was.
"Dad can't take back what he said before. You're officially married to Mr. William Stefanus Thene. I married you both last night. Now, go to his house and live there as his wife," said Fawzi Sanjaya, Fiona's father, firmly.
"How could you marry me off to him without my consent?" Fiona screamed, her voice filled with emotion.
"I don't need your consent," Fawzi replied coldly, making Fiona's face twist in disappointment.
Fiona couldn't fathom what her father was saying. How could he marry her off without her consent? She didn't even know when he married her off last night.
Now, Fiona stood, staring at the towering mansion, probably four or five stories high, with an expanse beyond her imagination.
This was Stefanus Thene's residence.
Fiona walked gracefully, even though her appearance was far from appropriate for a young girl like her. She wore a red dress with a tie at the back of her neck, exposing her back, paired with red heels and fishnet stockings.
"Madam, the Sir is waiting for you in his room," the maid said, trying to show her the way to his room. Fiona showed no interest in responding.
She didn't know how many maids were whispering about her appearance at that moment. But she didn't care. The person who should be here was not Fiona, but Azalea Liona Fawzi. She was the one who should be in Stefanus Thene's residence. But Azalea had run away with her lover, and now it was Fiona who had to bear all the consequences. If not, her father's company would collapse. Never mind that! Forget about it. Now Fiona would carry out her plan to get the man to divorce her. The sooner, the better, right?
Brak!
Fiona kicked the door to the room she was supposed to stay in with one of her feet. With full confidence, she entered the room.
"Ah!" Fiona gasped, startled by the perfect, handsome face, like a statue with beautifully carved features, now standing not far from her.
"Oh... Baby, you're so handsome. Maybe I would be the luckiest girl in the world to marry you, if only you weren't paralyzed!" Fiona said bluntly, immediately insulting William's physical condition.
Although Fiona didn't know her husband's face, the maid had previously mentioned that her master was waiting in the room, so this man must be her husband.
Fiona was quite shocked to find that her husband was paralyzed. Now she understood why her sister had an affair and left her fiancé.
Fiona didn't know William Stefanus Thene, the man who had become her husband. Even though her sister was supposed to marry him, Fiona had never seen her future brother-in-law's face.
Fiona had just returned from Italy a few days ago, intending to attend her sister's wedding because her mother couldn't be present. After divorcing her father, her mother had chosen to settle in Italy with Fiona, while Azalea stayed in Indonesia with their father. Fiona was forced to come because her father pressured her to attend her sister's wedding. But now, Fiona was the one who had to become a replacement bride.
Fiona never imagined that she would get married at such a young age.
William looked at Fiona blankly, as if uninterested in the girl before him. The words Fiona had used to mock him seemed routine to him.
William didn't care about Fiona's inappropriate behavior, but her beautiful face managed to catch his attention. There was something stirring in his heart as he looked at Fiona's lovely face, a feeling very different from the one he had for his ex-girlfriend, Azalea. When he thought of Azalea, William's face twisted in anger, his jaw tightening visibly.
Fiona, noticing the shift in William's expression, smiled with satisfaction. She thought William was angry because of her words.
Fiona slowly walked toward William, suddenly lifting one of her legs, still in high heels, to press it against William's broad chest with full confidence.
William remained silent, not moving an inch from his wheelchair, watching his wife's actions, which were likely excessive. Although William could guess Fiona's intentions, he chose to ignore them. Fiona's behavior and bravery intrigued him.
Fiona smiled like a woman who was teasing. Even William could see Fiona's smooth thigh lifted right in front of him.
"Darling, do you want something from my body, something that will bring us both to the peak of warmth? But I don't think I'm ready for that. I'm not even finished with school, and it seems like you won't be able to do it with your paralyzed legs. Maybe one part of your body will end up like your legs!" Fiona taunted William, who only showed a blank expression.
After saying those words, Fiona quickly left the room she was supposed to share with William as his wife.
Fiona felt relieved when she was outside. "Huu... Why is he so handsome," Fiona muttered.
Fiona couldn't stop herself from complimenting William. But what she wanted right now was a divorce. No matter what, they had to separate.
"What should I do here now? I can't let that man touch me tonight," Fiona muttered as she walked through William's luxurious house.
Fiona was quite worried that William would touch her tonight. As newlyweds, everyone expected an exciting moment on their first night.
Fiona looked uneasy, not wanting her honor to be taken away by a paralyzed man. Even though William was her husband, this marriage was not her choice, and she didn't want to give him any rights.
Fiona tried to stay calm and think more clearly. It seemed unlikely that William could do such a thing because of his condition. A smile formed on Fiona's face.
Fiona continued her steps with slight confusion as she searched for her way to the balcony in William's huge house. Since it was her first time there, Fiona got lost several times and had to turn around to find the right path to the balcony, without the help of maids who passed by her a few times.
After a while, Fiona finally found the place she was looking for.
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