Wedding Night: My Disabled Husband Made Me Cry

An accident entangles Vivian Quinn with a resurrected, disabled tycoon. Vivian Quinn: “Can't you see I'm a cripple?” The tycoon: “I'm disabled, you're a cripple. We're a match made in heaven.” Vivian Quinn stuns the world with a dance: “Apologies, I'm no cripple.” The tycoon rises from his wheelchair: “What a coincidence, I'm not disabled either.” At her wit's end, Vivian Quinn brings out her three-year-old son: “I gave birth to him!” The tycoon looks down at the mini-version of himself: “Vivian Quinn, when did you secretly have my child!”