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 entered the bedroom and noticed Christopher come out of the bathroom, freshly showered, wrapping a white towel around his waist. The atmosphere suddenly charged. She remembered the hot kiss they had shared a while ago, the heat spreading across her cheeks. But she tried to ignore those sensations.

"Your clothes." With a stoic expression, she handed him the bag.

Christopher noticed her frosty demeanor and decided to test her boundaries. He wrapped his arms around her waist, attempting to initiate an embrace. "Thank you for loving me so much." He smiled.

However, Abigail quickly broke free, her movements sharp and decisive. "I only did my duty," she said with a blank face.

"Uh?" He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her response.

"I haven't forgiven you; remember that." She turned to leave, then halted and looked back over her shoulder at him. "If you keep making the same mistakes, I'll stop doing my duties as your wife."

A mysterious man