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.
Seductive surprise
Abigail sat on the edge of her bed, surrounded by the soft glow of the night lamp. The pale light cast long shadows across the walls. She held her phone loosely in her hand, her thumb absently tracing patterns on the screen.
'Is he still angry at me?' She wondered to herself.
Her eyes drifted toward the window. Abigail's thoughts turned inward. She couldn't stop replaying the day's events, reliving the quarrel that had left her sad and bewildered. She had acted impulsively, driven by her anger. But now she realized that she had only pushed Christopher further away.
Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes, threatening to overflow. Abigail bit her lip, trying to hold them back. She didn't want to seem weak or vulnerable, especially not in front of Christopher. But the more she tried to fight them off, the harder they fell.
Ring-Ring-Ring…