" As my wedding gift, I want you to be the surrogate of my child! You promised to give me what I wanted as my wedding gift!" Violet's world crashed down overnight when her best friend of twenty years and first love announced his engagement. On top of that except her, everyone including his family knows that her best friend has another woman who he is going to marry. Soon after the blindsided revelation, Violet experienced the disrespect and humiliation from the very person who worshipped the ground she walked on. However the real kicker came when her family and her best friend forced her to be the surrogate and, with a very important contract papers... A Marriage Agreement with her best friend to bring the child legitimately.
View More"I am going to get married! This spring!"
While shaking the finest wine in his collection, the first thing Knox blurted out was the news of his wedding. It came out of nowhere, like a thunderclap in a clear sky. At first, I thought I might have been drinking too much. But then I realized I hadn’t even finished my first glass of wine. "Getting married? To whom?" My gaze locked onto his as I swirled my glass. "You never mentioned dating someone. What is this? A marriage of convenience?" I tried not to sound bitter, but the news of my first love and best friend of twenty years getting married felt like a slap with thorns. "No! We met a year ago at a business conference. From there—" "A year?" I interrupted him. "You never said anything to me. Any reason for that?" Although my heart was shattered into pieces, what disappointed me most was his silence. Being by his side for twenty years hadn’t made a difference—he still chose not to be honest with me. "Are you disappointed, Violet?" A shadow of sadness crossed his handsome face. His jaw muscles tightened, and those beautiful blue eyes didn’t lie—he felt guilty. But does that even matter? "I’m not," I said calmly, sipping the rest of my wine before grabbing my suit. "I'm heading home, Knox. Say hello to your fiancée!" "Violet! Where are you going? I thought you were going to enjoy dinner with me." He stood up, his expression shifting into something uncertain—something I had never witnessed before. Panic? Sadness or guilt? I couldn't read them. "I apologize," I muttered under my breath. "I have to go back to work tomorrow. You know, being a CEO isn't easy. Anyway, congratulations on your upcoming wedding." Turning on my heels, I walked away from the restaurant. Knox started to say something but held himself back. I thought we never hid anything from each other—especially something as big as marriage. Knox was the heir of the Silverfang Corporation, while I was the heir of Riverwood. Growing up, we had been partners in crime. We studied together, shared an apartment abroad during our PhDs, and started our journeys as CEOs in the same year. We had a silent pact. We always had each other’s back. At least, that’s what I thought until today. Settling myself in the car, I glanced at the restaurant—our favorite place. I had lost count of how many times we had come here together. Every milestone, every celebration, we had always shared them. But somehow, that stopped. Why? The question lingered in my mind like an unwanted guest. Maybe it was time to move on. A cold breeze brushed against my cheeks. Thankfully, I hadn’t drunk too much, or I would have had to call my chauffeur. In my entire life, I had never dated. Not because I wasn’t beautiful or desirable, but because my friends claimed my aura and attitude intimidated most men. But I never paid attention. Because all I could see was Knox. Tall, handsome, blonde, and blue-eyed, with a perfect figure. I wondered who the woman was. How did she steal his heart? My mind raced with thousands of thoughts. Pulling my car into the driveway, I walked into my house—a small, two-story home in the suburbs. I remembered planning to buy two houses next to each other, one for me and one for Knox. A childish dream. "Violet!" My mother's voice cut through my thoughts. She was sitting in the living room, her satin dress draping over her skin with effortless perfection. It wasn’t unusual for her to visit. "What brings you here, Mom?" I asked, taking off my suit. The temperature outside had been scorching. "Your dad said you’re going to handle the company's new project?" She put her magazine down on the low glass table, her graceful eyes shifting to me. "Is that true?" I tossed my suit onto the armrest and sank into the couch with a groan. "I thought that was confidential information." "Are you going or not?" she demanded, her voice stern. It was rare for her to get upset over anything, but I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her today. "Well, I think it’s a good idea," I mumbled, slumping deeper into the couch and closing my eyes. "That’s stupid! Knox is getting married next month. Are you saying you'll be away for a whole month?" She snarled, throwing a cushion at me. "What did you just say?" My heart skipped a beat. I straightened my back, looking at her with disbelief, "He's marrying next month?" The air whooshed out of my chest. "Yeah. They've already booked the venue. The wedding dress is perfect!" So not only had he lied about getting married in the spring, but they had already planned everything? Why? Why did he lie? "Good for him," I muttered, shoving down the sharp pain in my chest, like always. "It's not my wedding, so no headache." "Are you serious? I thought you'd be thrilled to know about this! He’s your best friend!" Yeah. In different circumstances, I would have been thrilled to do anything for him. But being lied to—by the very person I trusted most—made it hard to feel welcome in his happiness. "I’m going to take a shower. If you’re staying over, sleep in the guest room, Mom. Don’t come into my room." Loosening my tie, I grabbed my suit. My ankles ached after wearing heels all day. "Listen to this ungrateful child!" My mother pouted, sprawling onto the couch. She was a child at heart, always seeking attention. With Dad away on a business trip, she had found me to mess with. "Oh! Violet! You got a message! Aren’t you going to check it?" Mom shouted. I ignored her. Because at that very moment, I had made up my mind. I wouldn't attend the wedding.Violet,It was a spring day when I found him lying under that sacred tree. His long hair covered half of his eyes. The uniform was wrinkled after lying on the grass for a while.I sat beside him, staying silent and enjoying that calm moment where my racing heart and his soft snores were the only thing between us.Earlier that day, when our friends went home after school, one of the girls confessed to Knox. In front of everyone, including our math teacher. I was beyond angry. I wanted to hurt her, get rid of her, or make her suspended.However, one thing that stopped me from doing anything was when Knox mentioned that he was a human, not an object to be controlled and claimed as someone's belonging.That day I realized that no matter how strong, how ruthless, how much of a wild beast I became, I would never force him to love me or harm the people he chose to love.Whenever I saw him with some girls, I knew I was jealous and angry. However, he never broke his promises.Sometimes I wonde
Sarah turned to me, her expression collapsing into panic. "What does she mean?" she asked, her voice trembling. Her mother clutched her arm, trying to steady her, but Sarah shoved her away, her breathing turning frantic. "What is she talking about? Knox—what does she mean? What does she mean you're married?" I didn't answer fast enough. Her face twisted as realization dawned like a thunderclap. "No. No! Tell me she’s lying. Please—tell me she’s just trying to get back at me! Tell me this is all fake! "Sarah..." I tried to speak, but my voice came out too quiet, too slow. "You married her?!" she screamed, her voice breaking apart like glass. "You married her?!" She dropped to the floor, hands shaking violently as she pulled at her own hair. Tears streamed down her face in ugly sobs. “Why?! Why would you do this to me? Because I can’t get pregnant? Is that it?! You married her behind my back?!” "Sarah—" "You could’ve told me! You could’ve said something!" she wailed, pou
Knox,A woman?Her words reminded me of that day in school—the chaos that erupted when one of our classmates punched her best friend in the face. All because his girlfriend had spread rumors after learning her secrets from him. She was jealous of their bond. That day, we laughed. We said we'd never risk our friendship over a woman.Now, my chest tightened like a vise was wrapped around my ribs. My eyes locked on her. She looked so different. So cold. Her voice didn’t crack. Her body didn’t shake. Her expression was composed, terrifyingly so.How could someone say something that strong while staying that calm?She had changed. Violet had changed—and with her, my world tilted."I don't need you," she said. Her tone was sharp, her words precisely placed like blades. "Because I lost you the moment you thought it was fine risking our friendship, ghosting me for a woman you knew only a few weeks." She breathed in, as if steadying herself before swinging another blow."It's not a lie, it's
"And—" He looked directly into my eyes and said the cruelest words I’d ever heard from him. "I wouldn’t have a child if it wasn’t for Sarah. So you should respect her as the child’s mother. You’re nothing but the surrogate mother."What do you think I felt at that moment? Heartbreak? Anger or humiliation? No... Nothing. Literally nothing. Not a single heartache. I was frozen—blank and numb inside. The person I had once loved, the person who had once been my world, now looked unrecognizable and cruel. I smiled dryly and then nodded with my body shaking with overwhelming emotions. "Good," I muttered, swallowing the pain that cut through my throat like a thorn. "But in that agreement, I said I had the right to terminate the pregnancy. Since you’ve proven just how ungrateful you truly are, I don’t want to waste my time or body for a bunch of ungrateful bitches." Knox’s eyes widened as I smirked. And it wasn’t a smirk of vulnerability or empty threats. I meant it. "You won’t do it," K
"Tell me, are you here knowing that they wanted to screw me up?" I asked, my voice icy.Mrs. Silverfang looked nervous and glanced away like a thief who couldn’t explain why he was stealing.However, Mr. Silverfang stepped ahead with an apologetic smile. "I think she just said that out of respect for your parents. Please don’t get upset. I apologize on her behalf."Mr. Silverfang, who had the same personality as Knox, knew he couldn’t win against me. No—nobody could, because I was the one in control here.Still, I didn’t feel calm. I felt eerily frustrated, as if after being ignored by Knox for a whole year, this was the final straw they had prepared to break me.They knew I wasn’t like some pathetic people who would act like a doormat and give away everything. Moon Tears was my creation. I had built it with my love and time."It’s always like this, isn’t it?" I asked, locking eyes with Mr. Silverfang."For the last ten years, has anyone asked me how I was doing? Has anyone explained
Violet,In this family, I am the black sheep. A daughter who was never perfect enough for their flawless family portrait. So, when Knox asked why I was wearing a sweatshirt and pants instead of dressing formally, I wanted to laugh. Just ten months were enough for him to forget that I meant nothing to them. They would never hold a family gathering just for me. At that moment, I had no idea I was about to receive the biggest slap in the face. I was enjoying my ice cream while my parents were planning a trip—for their daughter. The kind of daughter they proudly acknowledged—like Sarah and Knox, obviously. I didn’t feel anything toward them. Not anymore. Although, I felt a twist in my stomach when Knox remained silent about the trip and didn’t say no. “So… everyone!” My mother’s voice was light and cheerful, as if she was about to announce the source of her true happiness. Her eyes briefly met mine before her smile deepened. “I think you’ve all met my second daughter, Anna R
Knox,I was invited to the family dinner as Violet's husband, not as his best friend. I was supposed to set the boundaries to make sure we didn't feel conflicted but... I couldn't bring myself to do it.So I decided to talk to Violet instead, since she knew how to draw a line with her family. I didn’t want to disappoint them or make them upset regarding the matter."Vio!" I knocked on the door. It still felt so weird to knock when we used to walk in without caring about anything."Come in!" she shouted from her room."What are you doing? Aren’t we going to your parents’ house?" I asked, walking in. A gentle scent hit my nostrils when the wind brushed past my face."I am almost ready!" she said in her usual calm tone, twisting her hair into a messy bun.I scanned her — sweatpants, a purse, no makeup. She was never enthusiastic about having dinner with her family. But I thought this dinner was supposed to celebrate our temporary wedding. That’s what they said in their messages."Ready?
Knox,Practically, I was unaware of what I was labeling the relationship that had suddenly taken a turn between us. Although I hadn’t met her in the last ten months, I came to see her every day in secret. I watched the coldness in her grow—slowly, gradually—towards everyone around her.If someone had asked me what I thought about Violet, I could never imagine her as a romantic partner. Not because she wasn’t beautiful or someone that sparked desire. It was because… she was beyond reach.People call me ruthless, a dominating businessman who never bowed to defeat. But that wasn’t true.Violet was the true example of dominance. She was everything a human wished they could become.She doesn’t fake. She doesn’t sugarcoat. She won’t pose in front of the camera to look perfect. She is the example of perfection itself.She never stammered, never hesitated, and never stopped doing what she truly wanted to do.I always wanted to reach her, walk beside her—whether as a man or a best friend. Eith
Knox,"She is under stress. Please give her the company she needs to feel loved and cherished," the female psychiatrist stood up, leaving me and Sarah alone in her room.Earlier, when Mark informed me about her situation, I came here immediately. Because of my work commitments, I couldn't give her enough time. However, instead of seeing her unconscious or being examined, I was sent to her room with the female psychiatrist.At first, I didn't think much of it, but... the conversation went this way..."Mr. Silverfang, I understand that you trust your best friend and have given her the privilege of having your child. But as Ms. Sarah's fiancé, you should help her understand why you took such a drastic measure!"I took a glance at Sarah, who avoided eye contact. I thought I had had a fair conversation with her regarding the situation."Ms. Sarah has made it clear that she is uncomfortable around Ms. Violet Riverwood. Have you reconsidered your fiancée's emotions in this situation?" she ke
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