Book 1 My Husband Tricked Me into Being a Surrogate for His
Mistress
After three years of marriage, I still wasn’t pregnant. It wasn’t until two grueling years of IVF–and relentless pressure from my husband–that I finally conceived.
At eight months along, swollen and exhausted, I overheard a conversation that shattered everything I thought I knew.
“You fed Chloe birth control for three years? Just to make her believe she was infertile?” Caleb’s voice was low but sharp, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Then you pushed her into IVF just to implant Hailey’s eggs? Damn, Ethan that’s twisted.”
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Ethan chuckled nonchalantly, rolling his shoulders. “What can I say? After ten months, her body will be ruined. Childbirth is excruciating–level ten pain, they say. I couldn’t let Hailey suffer that.”
Frozen in place, I stared at the man I thought. loved me, my heart sinking as he reduced my suffering to a calculated trade–off.
Without hesitation, I grabbed my phone and dialed the hospital.
“Hi, I need to schedule an abortion,” I said, my voice steady but cold.
Caleb let out a scoff. “You’re not worried Chloe will break down when she finds out? No one wants to carry a child for someone else–especially not after going through all
that.”
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Ethan snorted. “She’s too dumb to find out. And even if she does–so what? She’s already eight months along. You think she’d actually go through with aborting it? Look at her–bloated like a cow. Who else would
want her but me?”
Caleb laughed crudely. “True. Chloe’s been clinging to you like a damn leech for years. Still… I gotta admit, I’m curious what it’s like with a pregnant woman.”
Ethan’s face twisted in disgust. “God, she makes me sick. That belly–looks like she swallowed a watermelon. I can’t even get it up around her. I’d rather watch porn than touch her.”
“Well, since you’re not interested, maybe I’ll have a go next time,” Caleb said, grinning with twisted amusement. “Always wanted to know what it feels like.”
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Their laughter rang through the room like a thousand knives slashing into my chest.
For the past two years, I had endured endless hormone injections, countless sleepless nights, and the torment of watching my body swell beyond recognition. Ethan kept pushing vitamins and
supplements on me, worried–so I thought- that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition. I now realized he was just making sure Hailey’s baby grew strong.
By five months, my belly was covered in stretch marks. I used to think he felt sorry for what I went through. Now I knew–he only cared about the life growing inside me because it wasn’t mine.
Tears blurred my vision. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms, cold sweat
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soaking my back. I couldn’t breathe. I had to get out of that house–now.
Outside, beneath the cold night sky, I
steadied my shaking hands and redialed the hospital.
“Hi… I want to schedule an abortion,” I repeated, firmer this time.
I rushed to the hospital that very night, terrified I’d lose my mind if I stayed any longer.
The doctor on duty looked startled when he saw the size of my belly. He hesitated, repeating the same question.
“You’re already eight months along. Are you sure about this? Where’s the baby’s father?”
“Dead,” I said without flinching.
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Ethan had been so eager for this child. So I would give him a gift he’d never forget.
The doctor searched my eyes, saw the despair buried there, and said nothing more. He handed me the medication and the surgical appointment form.
“Take this. Come back in three days.”
I returned home, drained and hollow, clutching the appointment slip like a lifeline.
But when I reached the door, the password lock flashed red–incorrect password.
I frowned, tried again.
Wrong.
Just as I was about to call Ethan, the door
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swung open.
Hailey stood there, wearing nothing but a lacy, see–through nightgown, a smug smile playing on her lips.
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