The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master

The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master
Not Getting Married!!



This morning, the atmosphere in Seoul was really bright. The sun was shining above the sky. There were only a few spots of clouds, and they were far away at the end of the horizon. The weather is perfect for vacationing and relaxing.


The cold autumn wind blows slowly. Flying the fallen petals of the rose.


In the garden of a luxurious mansion, there was a long-spirited girl sitting in the autumn breeze blowing her long hair down.


She was not disturbed at all even though the gown attached to her body could be said to be slightly contrasted with the air at the moment.


Although the sun is shining up there, but it is not able to drive away the cold this season.


He faintly heard the sound of footsteps of someone who came. The girl glanced back from the tail of her eyes, a man walked up to her.


"You can get cold if you stay here too long without warm clothes" said the man, handing him a beautiful coat of sight.


Instead of taking the coat. The girl ignored him, not even heeding his arrival at all. The girl was cold and indifferent.


The man nodded heavily. "Don't be so indifferent. I mean well, loh. You should be happy and honored to have the attention of a man like me. I'm not the kind of guy who gives attention to women easily, and only you get my attention!!" said the man.


The girl's gaze grew increasingly cold and unfriendly. "Who asked you to do it?! And just so you know, your arrival here bothers me a lot!!"


"You~!!"


"Who will allow you to harass my future wife!!" shouted someone from behind and made the man not continue his words.


Both of them turned to the origin of the voice and found two men approaching them.


One sat in a wheelchair, while another man pushed the wheelchair. They are Rey and Frans.


"Go away and don't disturb anyone else's future wife!!" pinta Rey is cold.


Delon looked at Rey intently. "You have no right to rule me!! Viona doesn't mind me here, but why are you even the sewot?! Isn't that right, Viona?!!" delon's gaze rolled on Viona, his gaze turning gentle as he looked at her.


Viona looked at Delon not like."Who said I don't mind?! Precisely your existence here is very disturbing to me!! For that can you leave right now from before me?!" pinta Viona while looking at the man coldly.


Delon looked at Viona in disbelief, didn't he hear wrong?! The girl had just kicked him out, and a Delon Nero was chased out by women?! Absolutely something that cannot be justified!! Delon was just about to protest, but Frans acted quickly. He blocked Delon from approaching Viona.


"Don't let me intervene, Young Master!! Don't bother, Miss Viona again!! Her future husband is here and he doesn't like your brash attitude towards his future wife!!"


Delon clenched his hand. He pointed to Rey and Frans alternately before moving on and leaving the three of them behind. "Just look out for you two, wait for my revenge!!"


Leave Nuwa, Rey and Frans there. Then Rey's gaze rolled on the beautiful girl. "I've decided to take Grandma's advice, we're getting married this weekend. So prepare yourself!!"


Both of Nuwa's eyes were perfectly rounded. "What?! Marry me!! No, no, no!! I don't want to marry you!! Because I didn't come here to find a husband!! So marry someone else, not me!!" nuwa said and left.


But it doesn't seem to be left alone by Rey. Rey restrains Nuwa's wrist and pulls her, the girl falls on her lap.


"I don't like rejection, Miss!! So don't try to reject me, or will you accept the consequences?!" said Rey by staring directly into the purple bead belonging to the girl in front of him.


Nuwa placed her right arm on Rey's neck and returned her sharp gaze. "You can't force me, let alone threaten me!! I'm not as long as you think the arrogant Young Master!!" then Nuwa got up from Rey's lap and left.


Rey stared at the girl's departure with a look that was hard to explain. Rey turned her head back and looked at Frans from the tail of her eyes.


Frans nodded. "Okay, Young Master!!"


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"Mama, what if this weekend we go to the park? I've wanted to go there for a long time. You want it,"


A little girl was seen pleading with her mother so she would take her to the park as she wished.


The little girl did not know what the reason her mother forbade her to go out and play with her peers.


And when she asked, the mother only replied that outside was very dangerous. For his safety, then he did not need to play out.


The woman approached her daughter and let out a long breath. "Darling, listen to Mama carefully. We can't go anywhere, beyond that it's very dangerous, a lot of bad guys who like to go after kids your age. So we better stay home." Said the Mother.


"If it's very dangerous, but why do so many children play outside? Even their mother did not accompany the children to play, and nothing happened. But why am I the only one not allowed to play like them?"


The woman looked at the little girl in front of her regretfully. "Now you don't understand, and trust me what you're doing for your own good. Mama just wants you safe,"


"I don't understand Mama at all, Mama sucks!!" the little girl got out of front of her mother and just left.


The woman wiped her tears and looked at her daughter with sadness. "I'm sorry Mama, son. You would understand that what Mama did was only to protect you, because you were special!!"


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Nero's grandmother turned off the TV and sighed, again the same news.


This is the third time in a month, and Grandma Nero is always following the developments about the terrible case of death. Where the victim always gets a mark on his arm.


'Black Devil's'


Whoever that guy is. He was really very cruel and heartless. The carvings he left on his victims' arms made people dare not touch let alone help him even though they were not dead.


"Granny!! I don't want to get married!!"


Grandma Nero's attention is distracted by the appearance of Nuwa. The old woman got up from her chair and walked up to the Goddess. "What's going on, honey?"


"Whatever the reason, I don't want to marry your winter-like grandson anyway!! Me, don't want to get married!!"


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Seriate.