Frustrate Her Until She Leaves

Brigitta carried a small box containing a few of her luggage inside the house of the last son of the Wigglesworth's family. Out of desperation to get money for her grandmother's treatment, she had eventually agreed to disguise as her stepsister and marry this sick man in place of her sister.

As Brigitta walked into the house, she looked left and right and wondered why everywhere was this quiet. This house was built at the suburb of the city and it was a lonely house as there are no houses nearby. Only trees and a few plants could be seen around the house. 

The Wigglesworth's family were among the top ten richest families in the city. They have many estates in the city, why would they prefer for their last son to come and live here expecially knowing that he's sick. 

Soon, she got before the door and knocked. The door opened in no time and an averagely old man appeared. "I presume you are..." 

"Ambrose," Brigitta mentioned her sister's name. Afterall, she had signed an agreement with her family to disguise as her sister. The Wigglesworth's family had thought that it was Ambrose who was marrying their last son, unknown to them that it was Brigitta. 

"Right, please come in," the averagely old man, who apparently was the butler of the house, welcomed her.  

After they had both sat at the living room, the butler started, "Your family might have told you a few things about Mr. Ranger. But I'll tell you a few important things you must know. Mr. Ranger is suffering from conversion disorder. Meaning he's blind, at the same time, paralyzed to the bed. You won't just be a wife to him but his nurse. We have people who come to clean the house every week since it barely gets dirty but I personally clean his room everyday and feed him. But as from this moment, you will be the one feeding him his drug and his food while I continue to ensure his room is clean." 

Brigitta's heart became even more troubled. She knew he was sick but she didn't know it was to the extent of being paralyzed and blind. For how long will she nurse someone that can practically do nothing. 

"If this is what you can do, please tell me otherwise, you are free to leave." The butler said. 

Leave? Leaving is not an option at least for now. She needs money for her grandmother's declining health. "I'll do my best for Mr. Ranger." 

"Good." The butler then stood and then lead her to the room she would be staying. After she had dropped her luggage there, he took her to Ragnar's room.  

The butler opened the door gently and they both walked in. "Here is Mr. Ragnar I'll send the timetable of how he eats and takes his drugs to your mail. Don't enter his room for another reason unless it's because you want to feed him or give him his drugs. And make sure you give him his food and drugs at the exact time. Please be dutiful." 

"I promise you I'll try my best," she said.

"Excuse me!" She watched as the butler walked away. 

Only then did she muster the courage to set her gaze on the paralyzed figure lying on the bed. Her heart melted at the sight before her, not only was this man extremely hot, he looked very handsome. His jawline were cute and his pointed nose is so adorable. He had a clear skin like that of a baby and although his eyes were closed and he was stagnant, he still exudes a noble aura. 

She had thought that this paralyzed man would be an ugly man but unexpectedly, he turned out to be one that was specially carved by God. Truth be told, she hadn't see anyone as cute as this man in her lifetime. How sad is it to see that that a handsome man like this is bed stricken. 

The door opened and the butler appeared with a cup containing a pap. "We put his medicine in a pap so it can be convenient for him to swallow. It's time for him to use his medicine, please feed him well." He said as he handed over the tray containing a cup of pap, spoon and serviettes to her.   

"Definitely," she said as she collected the tray. She thought that the butler will wait on her to feed him but unexpectedly, he walked away. 

Brigitta sighed and mumbled, "this won't be easy!" 

She sat by the edge of the bed and got a spoonful of the pap and opened his mouth slightly but as she poured the pap in his mouth, it streamed down to both sides of his mouth. Apparently, only a little of the pap must have gone down his throat. 

She cleaned it with a serviette and repeated the process again, but the pap kept falling off his mouth so she had to place her hand around his mouth and press on it so that his mouth would be opened. Indeed, it was opened only then was she able to pour the pap in his mouth however the pap wasn't swallowed. It remained in his mouth. 

No matter how she tried to make him swallow it, he wouldn't. The door opened and the butler walked in, seeing sweats all over her face, well, it's her first time, the butler thought to himself. 

"Sir, he's not swallowing the pap," Brigitta complained frustratingly and wiped the sweats on her forehead with the back of her palm. 

"I'll take it from here, you may leave," the butler said. Brigitta sighed, thanked the butler and walked out. 

"She's out!" The butler said after Brigitta had dissapeared from the room. 

The paralyzed man on the bed fluttered his eyes open and sat upright, he stood, walked to the bathroom and spat out the pap, then washed his face. 

"Warn her never to place her filthy hand on me anymore!" He said sternly. 

"Got it, boss!" 

"And I loath that woman with passion. She's like every other women sent here. Frustrate her until she leaves this place!" He gave another stern warning. 

"Got it, boss!" 

Afterwards, the butler was dismissed.