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The Billionaire's Sick Wife

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? ============= "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. ============= 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 - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - Ongoing, daily updated. My Ex-Husband Begged Me To Take Him Back - Ongoing, daily updated.

Angelica2511 · Urban
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715 Chs

His madness

The ferocity and dominance of his kiss astounded her. Abigail couldn't help but hold her breath. She gradually focused her entire attention on his warm, soft lips. She returned his kiss with an open-mouthed invitation, which he readily accepted; her arms snaked around his neck, and he drew her in closer.

His lips tasted sweet like honey, and they were moving against hers in a synchronized movement. The moist sounds created by their kissing seemed to be a harmonious part of a larger symphony, giving her a mindless ecstasy that grew with each second.

She clutched his shoulders, losing herself in his kiss. She could feel him… all of him… the citrus aroma of his cologne… his minty breath… his hair gel, and the extra smell that only belonged to him.

The most delectable aroma she could ever imagine.

She wanted to breathe him in, eat him, and drink him. She enjoyed kissing and licking him.