Angelica2511

A poor girl born with congenital heart disease has not had much hope for the future, but her life takes a sharp turn when a wealthy, handsome man proposes marriage to her following her heart transplant.

It was the most surprising thing to happen to her in her 22 years of life.

Abigail had never thought that Christopher Sherman, a young, multibillionaire businessman, would approach her and express his desire to marry her.

She was ecstatic and accepted his proposal. But little did she know that the 32-year-old handsome guy had a secret reason for wanting to marry her.

Abigail stepped into his world with a lot of hope in her heart. But marrying him was not the happy ending. It was just the beginning.

Will she be able to keep her heart from breaking? What will happen if she discovers his true motive? 

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"Life was easy before I married you," said Abigail with pain in her eyes. “I was dying, but I was happy.” 

“What do you mean?” Christopher clasped her arm. “Stop talking nonsense and eat the medicine,” he hissed, placing a tablet in her palm.

Under his fiery gaze, Abigail cowered.

"Do you find it difficult to meet my demand for a baby? It has been two years, Christopher." 

He didn’t answer her question. All he did was stare at her, acting mute.

“Why do I feel like you don’t care about my feelings?” Abigail asked. “Don’t you love me?”

His silence was the clear answer.

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A special thanks to Aurora, my editor, for her helpful suggestions on how to improve the synopsis.

You can check my other books. 
Accidentally Married to Mr. Billionaire (Completed)
Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A Tale of Love and Revenge.(Ongoing)
The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid (Ongoing)

The Billionaire's Sick Wife

Abigail was lying on the bed, motionless, like a dead fish.

Christopher had gone crazy last night. He had not let her sleep and had given her multiple orgasms.

Every time, it was just mind-blowing.

He hadn't stopped until she couldn't open her eyes any longer.

She had fallen asleep just before dawn broke.

The alarm rang, but she didn't have the energy to reach out and turn it off.

The movement on the other side of the bed made her realize that Christopher had turned it off.

Abigail didn't even open her eyes. She kept lying in the same position, with her back to him.

As he gazed at her bare back, the corners of his lips hooked. The hickeys from the previous night's wild sex were all over her delicate, pale skin on her shoulders and neck.

He couldn't stop himself from kissing her back.

Wildness