Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After

On my wedding day, my groom eloped with his childhood sweetheart. I grabbed a stranger in a wheelchair on impulse and married him, not expecting that he’d turn out to be the “good-for-nothing young master” everyone mocked. After our marriage, he kept testing my sincerity, while I became a husband-protecting “battle demon,” breaking down his defenses bit by bit. Meanwhile, my ex-boyfriend thought I was just being unreasonable and would inevitably return to him. He even brought his mistress along to provoke me. But I had already found my true home. I refused to tolerate it any longer—I slapped their faces right on the spot. It wasn’t until my husband personally took down that scumbag ex that I