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

violently against my ribs that I was certain they could hear it over the sound of the rain.

Bradley’s arrogant gaze slid past Abigail, locking onto the black notebook peeking out from beneath my cardigan.

“It appears that our little bride has been busy digging up things that don’t belong to her,” he smiled.

Abigail shifted her weight slightly, completely continue reading …