I’ve always been a pushover, but then I got bound to a System. I was supposed to swap souls with my volatile, disabled husband from a wealthy family.
But the System malfunctioned, and somehow I swapped souls with the male butler beside me instead.
As soon as I’d adjusted to the body and opened my eyes, the butler, now in my body, lunged at me and grabbed my hand. His eyes widened in shock. “You... I...!”
Facing the murderous glare of the man in the wheelchair, I grabbed “her” hand and placed it over my husband’s, then shouted earnestly:
“Madam, just tell Young Master how much you love him!”
