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.
Jasper went to meet Rachel at her place at the end of the day. He noticed she was solemn and gloomy.
Her greeting was cold and unwelcoming. Everything was drab and cold.
He could tell she was upset with him. He felt jittery in his stomach.
Rachel nodded toward the sofa, asking him to sit down. "I will go brew some coffee."
"Aunt… I don't need coffee." He stopped her from going away. "Please sit with me and tell me what is bothering you."
They sat down.
Rachel's melancholy persisted. She was silent and appeared to be deeply contemplating something.
Maybe she was hesitating to start the conversation.
Jasper looked down at his fingers, his agitation growing. "If you have anything to say, say it freely. Don't treat me as an outsider, Aunt."
Rachel turned her head and looked at him. "I've always thought of you as my son... I never treated Elsa and Abi differently. You three are my children. But you let me down, Jasper..."