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BECOMING MY EX'S SURROGATE

Chapter 3 AN UNBELIEVABLE PLEA

Word Count: 1980    |    Released on: 04/07/2023

hing the matter with him? Where did the smile disappear to? Why doesn't he seem happy? Or isn't he?

any help to any burdened soul right now. My own basket of problems is overflowing. And him, he just added more weight to this heavy load. I slept with a marr

. What di

ughts until he waved the bathrobe in fr

en contemplating looking away. He is ogling me like I am some piece of meat he wants to dev

napping him from

l something odd about him. All is

minds me of our old times.

ries together - the joy, the laughter, the burning love,

he even g

nd my body. The contact of our skin doesn't only affect me. I saw his Adam's apple move up and down as he swallows hard to that sensation

hrase that. The best question sh

as he scoops me up in his arms, carrying me bridal style downstairs. All I can do is hug his neck tight like the old times,

d eggs and rosemary tea is inviting from afar, I can't help but wonder what this re-encounte

s he hands me a cup

astic than I am since it can't stop rumbling. And I see him smirk every time it makes that annoying noise. "What?" I ask

lways leaves me smiling back at it like an idi

ike that again. Please."

ow back to our old selves? Talking about anything and everything? I meet

I was about to succumb to death from starving. Gosh! "So, how are you?"

rything that no one would want to be right now. Alone. Sinking in debts. Lost.

st. Life has thrown so many spontaneous cur

ine what you've been going through." Liam says in an

ause, heck! How can I get out of all this - the losses? The sorrows? The pains? How will I recoup? And the debts? How on earth will I r

arate ways. Hearing about your loss was heartbreaking for me. That's why I couldn't go back wi

e your concern." I say

bangs me with a question that I would

o I have no plan. Yes, I know I should have a plan because I have no one to pu

nothing but pain, and try to explore new adventures as I heal, that is, if I will ever recover. But I don't hav

caressing my hands. I don't try snatching them away from him. I need t

darkness. I am in a cage, and

n."His words echo with a se

per, my gaze

s my anxiety. Why does he seem like he is about to drop a bomb? Ooh

ask for anything, especially after what happened between us.

o or get screwed for good' sort of insanity! He couldn't let his family's empire and legacy go down. He had no

rt, you were so honest with me. You did what you had to. We ar

boring his bottomless orbs into mine as if pleading w

hem that I can not quite decipher. They possess this tinge of vulnera

am? Are

is a long story, so, can we help each other?" He pleads,

the only man I have ever loved. Maybe he is my guardian angel in this nightmare. Question is, in my predicaments, how

n you possibly get from me right now? I am nothing. I have nothing at all." I spit the bitt

y one who can help me right now." He affirms, staring d

er, banking all of t

eeching lull engulfs the surroundings, his words hanging like cloud in my head. In my endeavors to try and rationalize what I think I heard, which I am presuming was a dysfunction of my ears, he utters again in

readful screa

in im a centrifugal force, pulling me into a state of dumbfoundedness. My heart

compel some bravery to curb this paralyzing stu

please, for the love you once had for me, don't say no. My life hangs on this! Everything hangs on this.

ba

ba

a mixed bag of hope and fear. The throbbing euphoric rapture of becoming a

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BECOMING MY EX'S SURROGATE
“She was all alone, wallowing in divine grief and lamenting her losses. She had nothing to call her own, and all her wounds had refused to heal. She yearned for just one thing now-to disconnect from the cruel world. In the darkness, she closed her eyes, hoping to awaken in a place of tranquility-in heaven, surrounded by the beautiful souls she had lost. But to her bewilder, she found herself in bed the next morning with someone she would never have anticipated seeing again, especially in the darkest moment of her life-Liam Morgan Adams. Her ex. And he came with his own overflowing bucket of surprisal and sorrows that, for reasons best known to him, only Lynn could help him carry. "Bear me a child, Lynn. The price is yours to name." He spoke, and everything in Lynn froze. A child! Her head spun some degrees, and when it settled, she squinted as the raw memories of her past pains surged in, fused with the memories of what they once had. And his constant, desperate plea left her between a rock and a hard place. Can she do this? Can this be her redemption? And Liam, why would a filthy, married billionaire ask for a child out of wedlock? And why Lynn, of all people?”