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

As they neared the hotel, the tension grew palpable. The limousine screeched to a halt opposite the hotel, and Sebastian's gaze fixed on the entrance, his demeanor radiating a mix of fury and concern.

A young lady in a black tube dress came out of the hotel and got into the car.

The limousine glided down the dimly lit road, the quiet hum of the engine accompanying the intense atmosphere inside.

Britney tried to maintain her composure as she settled into the chilling interior of the car. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of their collective breaths and the soft purring of the engine.

Sebastian's gaze bore into Britney, his eyes icy and filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment. The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, matching the intensity of his stare. He held his tongue, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.

Desire isn't always logical or rational.