The Darkness was Comfortable for me - Chapter 143: Sister’s feelings or Chosen List ※Celica’s POV

Being a victim of a house fire that brought the entire family house down, Valentina was left with several burns on her. body, causing her to be titled as the creature of Bayhill.Her stepsister, Chole Callum was about to get married and according to the family tradition, Valentina as the elder daughter of the family must be married. Seeing this as an opportunity to wipe their shame away, the Callum family put a price tag on Valentina's head, whoever gets to marry her would be given a hundred thousand dollars. The family stated that Valentina Husband doesn't need to care for Valentina as she could be thrown away once the marriage certificate has been signed. With that many people were interested in Valentina, however her stepsister, picked the worst among the people that came, thinking Valentina would be thrown away after the marriage and probably end up dead in the few days, but little did she knew that she had chosen a multi billionaire for her sister, dressed like homeless man with no source of income, little did they know he is the most talked man in the world.“How would you have the last laugh if you commit suicide now.”“Don't you want to see your sister come begging you for forgiveness.”“Don't you want to be the key to your family fortune. Don't you want to be the Yes and No of your family.”“Don't you want to see your family all going to their knees begging you to come save them from their catastrophe.”“Don't you want to rule the world again, become the woman that everyone can't stop talking about in the country, just like ten years ago, but this time it would be different. You will be crowned as a Queen.”“Stay alive and all these will happen.”“Be with me and I will make you the woman in every man's heart, even the married ones.”

Noboru Chikara is a forsaken prince burdened by neglect and betrayal. Blamed for a devastating attack by his family to protect his siblings, he endures abuse and prejudice from his family and people of his kingdom alike as his family accuses him of being possessed by the very beast that attacked the kingdom. Driven by an unwavering spirit, Noboru sets out to reclaim his birthright and forge a new, uncorrupted kingdom. But when his father commits a heinous act, Noboru's quest takes an unexpected turn, propelling him into a realm beyond imagination. Follow Noboru's journey as he transcends dimensions and becomes the one who bring peace to all dimensions higher or lower and become The God Of Fiction.

“From today onwards, you will become the Envoy of one of the Main Gods in the Dimensions of Gods. You will travel from one world to another and through that, you will attain what others will never obtain in their entire life.”

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”