A Construction Worker Spent 300 Million VND to Marry a Paralyzed Woman, and on Their Wedding Night, When He Took Off Her Clothes, He Realized He Hit the Jackpot

Nguyen Hung was a 35-year-old man living in a small town in Central Vietnam. His life flowed steadily, like a quiet river: mornings at the construction site, evenings in a tiny rented room with peeling, damp walls, the smell of cement still clinging to his clothes, the dry midday sun, and the distant sounds of children playing outside. These seemingly small things had been Hung’s companions for years, just as the daily grind of construction work had shaped him.

Hung no longer believed in love. When he was young, he had been betrayed by a girlfriend. That memory left a scar—not on his body, but in his soul. After that, Hung closed himself off, focused on work, rarely socialized, and kept only a few close friends.

Over the years, Hung had saved more than 300 million VND – a large sum for people in his village. For him, it was not just money; it was the crystallization of sweat, the days under sun and wind on scaffolding, and the nights pondering how to spend wisely. That money could build a small house, buy a motorbike, or start a new life. Yet Hung never imagined it would change his life completely in an unexpected way…

One afternoon, while quickly eating lunch at the construction site, Hung stumbled upon a social media post from a charity group. The post told the story of Le Vy, a 28-year-old woman who had been a final-year education student but suffered a terrible motorcycle accident that left her paralyzed from the waist down. Her family was poor; her elderly mother was weak, and her father had passed away long ago. Vy lived alone in a small house in Quang Tri.

What made Hung stop and read every line carefully was the last sentence: “Her biggest dream is to wear a wedding dress and have a home, even if only once in her life.”

Hung’s heart pounded, and his hands grew slightly damp. It was not pity or a fleeting emotion—it was a deep, genuine feeling: he wanted to meet this woman. Without hesitation or consultation, he took a few days off and traveled to Quang Tri. On the journey, Hung reflected on his past, his youth, the emotional scars, and the bold decision he was about to make.

The first time Hung met Vy, he was stunned. She sat in a wheelchair, her legs thin and fragile, her eyes carrying a distant sadness. Yet her plain face and shy smile radiated a pure beauty that was hard to describe, drawing people closer. Her voice was soft, like the rustling of dry leaves: “Are you…?”

Hung flinched, hearing her words while smelling the faint scent of warm tea mixed with antiseptic and the midday sun. He felt a strange mix of closeness and awkwardness, tenderness and the urge to protect.

During the three days he spent with Vy, Hung listened to her life story. Despite her physical limitations, Vy kept her habits of reading books, studying foreign languages on her phone, and tutoring children for free via Zoom. Hung saw in her a remarkable spirit, a sky full of determination. He wondered how someone could remain so strong, smile amidst adversity, and still hold dreams despite her physical challenges.

On the journey back home, Hung made a decision: he would marry Vy. The thought made his heart race but was filled with certainty.

When Hung told his family and friends, they were shocked:“Are you crazy? 300 million VND to marry a paralyzed woman? Do you know how hard it will be?”

Hung just smiled, his gaze firm: “Whether it’s hard or not depends on how we choose to live. She deserves to be loved like anyone else.”

On his second trip to Quang Tri, Hung formally proposed to Vy. She froze, shaking her head: “I don’t want to be a burden to you. I can’t give you a complete family.”

But Hung did not give up. Every day he called her, shared joyful stories, and paid attention to every small detail. He even bought books and placed them next to her wheelchair, telling her: “Read them, then call me—we’ll discuss.”

Over time, Vy softened. After three months of persistence, she finally cried and nodded. Her eyes showed both fear and trust, which made Hung both joyful and deeply moved.

The wedding was simple. No extravagant wedding dress, no luxurious banquet hall—just a small yard decorated with warm yellow lights and a few pots of wildflowers. Vy sat in her wheelchair, hands in Hung’s, trembling but full of trust. The guests were both surprised and moved. The faint popping of firecrackers, elderly women quietly wiping tears, and Vy’s shy smile filled the small yard with overwhelming emotion.

On their wedding night, as the door closed behind them, Hung leaned down and removed Vy’s outer clothing. At that moment, he saw no flaws, no wheelchair—only a gentle, courageous woman worthy of complete love. Her heartbeat was clear against his chest, his hands trembling slightly as they touched her shoulders. Every second felt like an eternity. Hung realized he had truly “hit the jackpot” – not with money, but with happiness.

Their life after the wedding was simple but full of joy. Hung worked harder, repaired their small house, and carefully arranged every corner to make Vy comfortable. After work, he pushed her wheelchair for walks around the neighborhood. Vy smiled more, grew more confident, studied, and helped the local children. Every smile, every joyful glance from Vy was worth more than all the wealth in the world to Hung.

People say marriage is a gamble, but Hung knew he had already won, the moment he decided to hold Vy’s hand. Some “lottery tickets” are not sold at the market; they lie in the hearts of those willing to love. Nguyen Hung did not rely on luck; he chose to love wholeheartedly. And that choice turned the seemingly ordinary life of a construction worker into a story that moved millions to tears. Happiness sprouted from courage, faith, and a heart ready to love—something money or material things could never buy.