" 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 MoreHow long has it been since we drove to our favorite club? Probably ten months ago. He wanted to vent his frustration and called me. That was the last time I met him. The whole car ride had been an absolute rollercoaster of awkwardness and emotional silences. Obviously, I couldn't bring myself to talk to him. I was both betrayed and heartbroken by his actions. The bartender, who had known us since we became regulars, sensed the tension between us as soon as we took our usual seats. He didn't say anything—just served our favorite drinks. The silence stretched between us as neither of us spoke. It felt like an eternal cube of suffocation, trapping us in its hellish stillness. Then he spoke, gently clicking the edge of his glass against mine. His eyes were fixed on the surface of the drink as he said, "I apologize for putting you in this situation. I am really sorry." It felt weird because we never said sorry to each other. It seemed like our friendship had changed. It was no
Since childhood, I realized that I was different from my siblings. I was outspoken, independent, and mostly did things on my own, even as a toddler. My mother said I didn’t even fuss about a wet diaper—I would take care of myself, changing into a new one.So, even though I was the youngest, they never gave me the attention a child should receive. The moment I understood that I shouldn't expect it, I stopped expecting it altogether.But one thing I made clear to them—I made my own decisions. My elder sister, Jenny, became a professor at a prestigious university because she didn’t like business. My brother, Sam, chose medicine for the same reason. My second sister, Anne, well, decided to pursue her master’s degree.My parents were disappointed because they wanted them to take over the family business. They devoted all their time to them, hoping they would follow their path. But when I decided to study business, my father finally paid attention to me, praising my ability to handle client
"Stop it, Sarah! You don’t have to go this far!" Knox grabbed the knife, his expression unreadable. Everyone stood in panic, watching her lose her mind. For some reason, it felt like I was watching a binge-worthy drama. I couldn’t help but laugh. As a result, all eyes snapped toward me as if I had just slapped them. "What kind of disrespect is this, Violet?!" my mother snapped, showing no signs of understanding. "You’re laughing while everyone here is grieving!" "This is sick!" I stood up, grabbing my suit. "I almost agreed to Auntie’s pleas since I’ve never disrespected her. But Sarah just ruined any chance of that. I refuse to bring a child into a world where someone like her exists!" "What do you mean by that?" Knox asked, irritation flickering in his eyes. I met his gaze without hesitation. "I’m disappointed in you too, Knox. The man I grew up with had the decency to know what kind of woman he should be with. Clearly, she isn’t the one." "Are you jealous or something
I used to love love-triangle stories. The silent girl who harbored feelings for the male lead but never confessed. The one who acted cocky, annoying even, because deep inside, she feared losing the friendship she held dear. The one who longed for his attention yet never had the courage to demand it. That girl? That was me. I was bold in everything else, but when it came to love, my consciousness became an obstacle. What if I ruined everything? What if I lost the friendship we had built for years? What if we could never go back? But in the end, it didn't matter. I found myself in the role of the side character, watching as he prioritized someone else. I wasn’t surprised when he fell in love with another woman. But what hurt—what truly tore me apart—was how easily he discarded me. He never spoke to me, never explained, never even met me again. And all because she hated me. I should’ve been angry at him, but I wasn’t. I was angry at myself. I had placed him above everything
I thought after that confrontation, everything would return to normal. Not in the best way, but I was ready to prioritize the self-love and self-respect I had always cherished. However, things took an unexpected turn when all my flights were canceled—by my own father. "Boss! The Chairperson is attending the meeting with the clients instead. He wants you to attend Master Knox's wedding!" Mirah's words made my blood run cold. Dad would handle my project? What the hell was he thinking? I tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail. Something was off, especially with how they had been excluding me from Knox's wedding—only to now be desperate for me to attend. "Mirah, wrap things up. I will visit my parents' house today." "Okay, Boss!" Grabbing my purse and suit, I left the company soon after. Loving Knox had always been my selfish decision, so I didn’t have the privilege of being upset about him dating someone else. But as his best friend for twenty years, I fel
The first time I met Knox was during a family vacation. I was quiet, and he was the boy who got smacked a thousand times a day for his mischief. At a BBQ party, I burned my palm trying to grab a piece of meat without realizing it was hot. My parents and his were enjoying themselves, so I decided not to cry. I was only five then. Hiding my burning palm, staring longingly at the meat I couldn’t eat, I felt miserable. That was when Knox spoke to me for the first time. He sat in front of me, silent. Then, without a word, he took my hand and started blowing on it, his touch gentle. “Hold something cold,” he said. “It’ll help.” I was five, but in that moment, I met my knight. Since that day, we were inseparable. His family even moved closer because we couldn’t bear to be apart. --- The morning sun peeked through the curtains—unwelcome yet warm. My flight was at ten, and I needed to leave. I had confirmed my departure in the family chat, just in case anyone thought I’d still be a
Mom had already left by the time I stepped out of the shower. I had been working non-stop for the past two weeks, and finally, I had a two-day break before my next project began. Wanting to unwind, I popped some popcorn and settled in for a rom-com anime. Usually, I preferred action, but tonight, I felt different. I considered a tragedy but dismissed the thought—too cringe. Hugging my knees, I stared at the screen, the popcorn and ice cream remaining untouched. Watching characters find their happy endings while sympathizing with the second lead, who cried over a love never meant to be, felt... stupid. What was the point of crying? Of agonizing? Of regretting? It was already decided that you wouldn’t be the main character in someone else’s story. If you love, you love selflessly—without expectations, without hope, without dreams. The buzzing of my phone went ignored. Talking to people at the end of the day felt exhausting. All I wanted was a moment to sort out my feelings in
"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 disap
"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 disap...
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