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

Jasper felt his anger rising as Britney continued to taunt him. Her mocking smile grated against his nerves, but he knew he couldn't respond in kind. Whatever she had said was true, and he had no way to refute her words.

"But let me tell you one thing, Jasper," Britney warned, her face hardening into a scowl. "Don't ever think of cheating on me just because I'm disabled. You chose this life willingly, and you have to be faithful to me."

"I don't need you to remind me of that," Jasper snapped back, his voice tinged with annoyance. "I know what I'm doing."

"Huh…" Britney chuckled and pushed her wheelchair toward the bed. "Can you help me get up on the bed?" she asked, her voice becoming sweet and pleading.

"Sure." Jasper assisted her into the bed; his movements were economical and efficient. As he tried to withdraw, Britney clung to him, her arms wrapping around his neck like tendrils. Jasper's gray eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched in annoyance.

What are you hiding, Jasper?