My twin brother, Jason, and I have been rivals since we were born. Growing up, we fought over everything. 50/50 was non-negotiable. If he had it, I had to have it too. Otherwise, chaos. Until Jason married into the wealthy Jiang family. He flaunted his success in front of me. That very night, I agreed to an arranged marriage with the paralyzed heir of the powerful Sterling family. I didn't care who he was. As long as I could one-up my brother. Just as I was feeling triumphant, a barrage of comments floated across my vision: "Ever since the Sterling heir became paralyzed, all the socialites avoided him like the plague. Bro really thought his life was over and was ready to end it all at home." "Didn't expect someone to come knocking and beg for marriage." "And the marriage partner is his own crush." "Now, not only does he not want to die, but he's also actively posting on social media asking for wedding outfit advice. He's practically fainting from happiness." "Sigh, but it's a bit pitiful. He really thinks the heroine likes him, but she's just doing it to compete with her brother." Me: "?"