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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.(Ongoing) The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid (Ongoing)

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The sudden attack

Abigail and Christopher finally came out of the boat house and headed toward the restaurant, where Brad and Anastasia had been waiting for them. The evening was tranquil; the sky was painted in hues of twilight, and the air carried a gentle breeze that ruffled Abigail's hair.

Yet, beneath the surface, Abigail was battling her own discomfort. A queasiness settled in her stomach, and a subtle pain tugged at her abdomen.

She walked alongside Christopher, each step feeling like an effort to maintain her composure and not let her discomfort show. She was determined not to cast a shadow over Christopher's mood, especially given the lovely evening they were about to share with their friends Brad and Anastasia.

She paused for a moment. Her fingers pressed gently against her abdomen, her lips pursing as she closed her eyes, wishing the pain and unease to pass. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to regain control.