All Chapters of I Married The Crippled Billionaire Instead: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

I MARRIED THE CRIPPLED BILLIONAIRE INSTEAD! “Isabella, please do not make this more difficult than it already is. Alexander has made his decision, and you need to accept it.”The unfamiliar woman’s trembling voice came through my phone, but I was too distracted by the unfamiliar bedroom to respond immediately.I sat on the edge of an enormous king-sized bed, my fingers gripping the expensive silk sheets beneath me. Everything around me looked as though it belonged in a luxury hotel. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, expensive paintings decorated the cream-coloured walls, and a magnificent bouquet of white roses occupied the bedside table.Across the room, an elaborate wedding gown hung beside a full-length mirror.I stared at the dress before slowly turning towards the mirror.The beautiful young woman staring back at me had long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, delicate facial features and flawless skin. She wore an expensive silk nightdress that probably cost more

The following afternoon, a black Mercedes pulled up in front of the Sinclair mansion.I stood near the staircase, adjusting the strap of my handbag while Mr. Collins, the Blackwood family’s butler, waited patiently by the entrance.He was a neatly dressed man in his late fifties, with silver hair and a professional expression.“Miss Sinclair, the car is ready,” he informed me politely.I nodded and walked towards him.“Thank you, Mr. Collins.”He opened the front door and stepped aside to let me pass.The journey to the Blackwood estate took approximately forty minutes. Throughout the drive, I studied the impressive buildings and expensive properties that passed outside the window, occasionally glancing at the document containing the proposed marriage agreement.I knew very little about Damien Blackwood beyond what I remembered from the novel.He was wealthy, influential and extremely private. His name was associated with one of the most successful business empires in the country, but

The first morning of my marriage began without my husband.When I entered the dining room at half past seven, Damien’s seat was empty. Mr. Collins was standing near the table, supervising the staff as they arranged breakfast.“Good morning, Mrs. Blackwood,” he greeted me.“Good morning, Mr. Collins. Has Damien already left?”“Yes, ma’am. Mr. Blackwood left for his office shortly after six. He had an early meeting scheduled.”I pulled out a chair.“Does he always leave this early?”“Most days, Mrs. Blackwood. His schedule is usually quite demanding.”I nodded and began eating.It appeared that my husband was married to his company long before he agreed to marry me. Considering how little interest he had shown in our relationship, I suspected that would remain the case for a while.After breakfast, I returned to my bedroom and checked my phone.There were several messages from my father, most of them concerning the marriage arrangements and his expectations for my behaviour as a member