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!”