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

Christopher gently put her on the bed and unbuttoned his suit jacket, eyeing her intently. Abigail put her hand on his and stopped him.

A smirk played on his lips. He was curious as to what she was going to do with him.

"What is it, Abi? Are you going to kill me?"

She lifted her eyelids in slow motion, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Shh…" She pressed her fingertip on his plump lips. "You should only enjoy."

"I am now at your mercy," he mumbled, his eagerness nearly killing him.

She only smiled slyly as she let the jacket slide over his shoulders, placing a kiss on his chest. She began opening his shirt buttons and licking his exposed chest.

Christopher could feel the rush of blood in every cell of his body. The sensation he was experiencing was new to him, and he enjoyed the impulses that were overpowering him.

She removed his shirt and let him fall onto the bed.

You have failed me.