My Father Married Me to a Billionaire in a Coma—Then He Opened His Eyes When He Heard My Voice

the study.

I squeezed the notebook tightly against my spine. “Abigail gave me the key to this room herself.”

Cynthia closed the heavy oak door behind her, the lock clicking into place with a terrifying sound.

“That old woman’s permission is not going to save you now,” she whispered, reaching into the pocket of her medical scrub jacket.

My skin prickled continue reading …