Semua Bab The Billionaire's Hired Surrogate : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Ajax's Point of ViewLivia was very distant. She's not looking at me either giving me her damn attention each time I'm trying to have a conversation with her. I fucked up big time and I know it. However, the treatment she was giving me was beyond something I've done as if she was bothered by something else I can't distinguish. She couldn't look me in the eyes, and the only thing I could do right now was to back hug her due to the longing I felt. But for some reason, she jolted in shock and took off the hand I was using to hug her. "I know you're upset. I'm sorry…" I muttered solemnly, trying my best to make it up for her. She drifted her eyes from me. It was when she gulped and a faint smile crept on to her lips. "No worries. I understand. Just don't embrace me again, otherwise, your wife will see us." She asserted, emphasizing the word wife. "Livia…" I called her name longingly.I understand her. I fucking understand where is this upsetting bitterness is coming but it's nerve-wra

Ajax’s Point of View In front of me was a woman I had never seen after that day. After I got my son Andre in that hospital, Gianna’s secretary never showed up to anyone. It was also the day she had gotten into a plane crash and since then, she never came back and was unknown for how many years. I yearned for the truth. No matter how much I hate the fact that they all lied and made me look stupid as fuck, I deserve to know the truth. “Yes, sir. What she said was right. Miss Gianna didn’t use her eggs but used the surrogate mom’s.” The woman stated. "Do you know who the surrogate mother was?" I inquired, agitating at her answer. "She was a married woman. According to her conversation with Miss Gianna, she was in a dire need of money to help her husband. Her name is… Livia Washington." Oh for God's sake, she's no longer a Washington! Beside me was my friend, Samuel; the lawyer and Caspian; the private investigator I was saying.Caspian and my eyes met, it was when the woman in fron

Livia’s Point of ViewI spent the entire day sulking in my bed, wrapped in a cocoon of melancholy. Ajax was avoiding my calls like a skilled magician dodging bullets. Those days stretched out like a taut wire, unyielding and unchanging, as I yearned for him with an ache that seemed to seep into my very bones. The last time I stepped foot into his company, a vivid scene unfolded before my eyes. There he was, striding confidently out of a high-stakes meeting, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. And by his side, a vision of elegance and grace, was Rue, their eyes locked in an intense exchange. My heart sank as I gazed at the project before me, a labor of love that was meant to be my masterpiece. But to my dismay, it had been transformed, altered beyond recognition by the mischievous hands of my so-called friend. I don't harbor anger towards him for snatching it away, but I empathize with the reasons behind his actions. Ever since that incident, I made a firm d

Livia’s Point of ViewI was left dumbfounded whilst Ajax was in front of me. I tried my best to cast my emotions away but I couldn’t. I missed him… I longed for his touch and the kisses we shared together. Looking straight at his eyes makes everything deep inside me to throbb. How many days have we not seen each other? Five days? A week? Two? Damn. “I want to a-apologize first.” I muttered solemnly. “It's not my intention to keep everything to you. I was just waiting for the right time. But if you are really mad, I understand and I have no intention of complaining. Of course, you have the right to know everything. After all, I lied to you despite knowing the truth…" I muttered whilst playing with my fingers. God knows how nervous I am right now. This conversation seemed to be in demand, and both of us really need to talk about this otherwise, we'd lose everything that we both built. Ajax wasn't speaking. He was just letting me squeal my sentiments whilst we're inside our son's priva

Livia’s Point of View My body was not in its best condition the moment I moved. I feel dizzy… my body was sore as I couldn’t move from where I was. Slowly opening my eyes was the horrific thing I did after the blur vision was set aside. Terrifying feelings crept within my body. Realizing I was inside a cell sent goosebumps seeing the location where I currently was being imprisoned is for those evil who deserve to be here. My feet and my hands were tied whilst the floor was creeping cold to touch my bareback. I took every chance I had to stand up, ogling at every corner I am with and finally seeing a shadow of a woman made me burst in anger. “Take her out.” Her cold gestures made each man from nowhere open the cell where I was. The smell of the place stinks as if I was in a warehouse that was full of dead rats. Gianna showed up in the dark, bearing heavy make up whilst polished well with her not so short elegant dress. Her hair was tied up, whilst she had dark eyeshadows on her e