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Married to the Man Who Can’t Wake Up

Married to the Man Who Can't Wake Up

Author: fdfsgg
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 532    |    Released on: 11/06/2026

y him in Ker

idn't even look up from her coffee cup. Anna Curtis stood in the middle of th

ips. "Kerry Hale. The darling of New York society. Why would she nee

a car accident six months ago. He's a vegetable, Anna. Kerry ca

n to lock down the Livingston empire. It was always about the family

od by the window with his bac

ref

click. She slid a thick file across t

conomic heart of Havenwood-the small mountain town where she grew up. The inve

, had poured the last twenty years of his life into

ooth as poison. "The stress of seeing his life's work destroyed, the

her sides. Her nails dug into her

er grandfather's kind face. Smelled his wor

her eyes, her

at. "The moment I'm married, you withdraw all o

phant. "Of course, dear.

in her hand. She signed her name-Anna Curtis-o

ss washed over her. It felt like

ed. Have a car ready. The bride is on her wa

r her stepmother again. She turn

ngle tear that escaped and tra

she stepped into the hallway, her grandfather's voice echoed in he

flickered in her eyes. Sh

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Married to the Man Who Can’t Wake Up
Married to the Man Who Can't Wake Up
“I was the illegitimate daughter from the mountains, ignored by my wealthy father for years until they needed a sacrifice. My stepmother ordered me to marry Guy Livingston in place of my perfect half-sister. Guy had been in a severe car accident six months ago and was now a living corpse. "Kerry can't marry a vegetable, Anna. It would be a disaster for her image." When I refused, they threatened to destroy the preservation project my adoptive grandfather had poured his life into. To protect the only person who ever loved me, I signed the contract selling my life and was sent alone to the terrifying Livingston Estate. I was supposed to be a helpless pawn trapped in a cold room with a comatose husband. But using my grandfather's medical skills, I discovered a shocking secret while treating him. His muscles were firm, and he reacted to my pressure points. Guy Livingston was faking his coma. Before I could expose him, his butler drugged my water to keep me quiet. They all thought I was just a naive country girl they could easily control, drug, and discard in their rich family games. They were dead wrong. When my half-sister and her arrogant cousin came to the estate to physically humiliate me, I didn't run. I tamed the estate's legendary guard dogs with a single look and crippled her cousin's arm with a flick of my wrist. Looking at their terrified faces, I smiled calmly and turned to the butler. "Please notify the matriarch. We are having the trash taken out."”