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

are being technically accurate, only one of us is currently capable of moving around this room,” I murmured into the quiet space.

The digital monitor beside his head continued its monotonous, steady rhythm, completely ignoring my attempt at humor.

I took another step until I was standing right beside the mattress, looking down at his sharp jawline and continue reading …