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 stretched her arms above her head, yawning widely as she woke up from a peaceful slumber. She felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her, pulling her close to a broad, muscular chest. She snuggled deeper into the embrace, feeling safe and content. A soft smile graced her lips.

Christopher, his touch gentle as ever, brushed a few errant strands of hair from her face, his fingertip caressing her cheek.

"Good morning," he whispered, his words like a tender morning breeze.

"Mm…" Abigail responded with a contented hum, her voice soft and drowsy as she nuzzled even closer to him. Their bodies molded together in the cozy cocoon of their shared embrace.

He couldn't help but smile. He was always amazed by Abigail's ability to find solace in the mornings. "How long are you going to sleep? It's 8 o'clock in the morning."

Abigail, not ready to part from the warmth of their bed, answered with another sleepy murmur, "It's still early."

Stealing the sweet moments