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

The area was a dump yard of old cars, a sprawling graveyard of rusted metal and broken dreams. Buses, trucks, and countless cars were scattered haphazardly, their paint faded and peeling, their windows shattered and empty. The bushes grew thick and wild, shrouding the entire place in a cloak of neglect and abandonment.

Ella hid behind the dump vehicles as she moved forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She had no idea where she was headed, but she knew she had to get away from the men who had taken her captive. She had to find help, had to find a way out of this nightmare.

Her anxious gaze darted frenetically from side to side as she sprinted through the discarded remnants of vehicles. She crossed the dump yard and entered the woods. The jungle grew thicker as she moved further, the setting sun casting eerie shadows of the tall trees onto the forest floor.

The narrow escape