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."