All Chapters of Trapped As The Billionaire’s Surrogate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

  BLAZEThe room was silent, save for the low hum of the city lights flickering outside my window. I sat in the dim glow of my study lamp, staring at the crystal glass in my hand. The bourbon inside barely moved, but my fingers clenched around it like it was the only thing keeping me tethered.The memory of Faith and him kept replaying in my head like a cursed reel of film, one I couldn't stop no matter how hard I tried. Austin.The way she had looked at him. The way she had been with him.I had no right to feel the way I did.I had no right to be this angry.And yet, the fire inside m

 FAITHThe clinking of cutlery against porcelain was the only sound filling the air.No words.No glances.Just silence.The dining hall, usually bustling with quiet conversation, felt like a battlefield this morning—one where neither of us dared to fire the first shot.Blaze sat at the head of the table, his movements slow and calculated as he cut into his meal. He didn’t look at me. Not once.Not that I expected him to.My appetite had been non-existent when I first sat down, but I forced myself to eat, my hands stiff as I lifted the fork to my

BLAZEMy heart thundered in my chest, my breaths ragged as I stormed through the university infirmary doors.I had driven here like a madman, ignoring red lights, barely stopping for traffic.And now, as I burst into the small white-walled room, my pulse only pounded harder.There she was.Faith.Lying still on the hospital bed, her skin pale, her lips slightly parted as she breathed shallowly.I swallowed hard, my stomach twisting in a way I didn’t recognize, a way I didn’t like.I rushed to her side, gripping the cold metal railing of the bed, my knuckles turning white.“Faith,” I breathed, my voice low, rough—desperate.She didn’t stir.My chest tightened, my grip on the railing tightening as well.She looked so… fragile.Faith was never fragile. She was the most stubborn, fiery, frustratingly strong woman I had ever met.And now?Now, she looked like she would break if I touched her.A soft voice broke through my spiraling thoughts.“Sir?”I turned sharply to see a nurse standing

FAITHI watched as Blaze left the room, his steps purposeful, his shoulders tense. He was going to talk to the doctor, probably to get my reports. I let out a slow breath, leaning back against the pillows. The whole situation still felt surreal.Before I could dwell on it too much, the door creaked open again.I turned my head, expecting Blaze, but instead, Austin stepped in.He looked hesitant at first, his eyes scanning me carefully before they softened. “Hey,” he said gently, closing the door behind him.A small smile tugged at my lips. “Hey.”Austin sighed, stepping closer to the bed. “You scared me, you know.”I let out a weak chuckle. “I scared myself too.”His gaze flickered to my hand resting on my stomach. “Is everything… okay? The baby?”I nodded. “Yeah. Blaze said the baby is fine.”Relief visibly washed over him. He pulled the chair closer and sat down, his expression warm, his presence comforting in a way I hadn’t expected. “That’s good. I was really worried when you fain

BLAZEI sat in my office, the afternoon sun filtering through the blinds, casting stripes of light across the mahogany desk.In my hands, I twisted a Rubik's Cube, my fingers moving almost on autopilot, the colors shifting and swirling as I tried to distract myself.But it wasn’t working.My mind kept drifting back to her.To the way she looked, so pale and fragile, lying in that hospital bed.To the way my heart stopped when Austin called me from her phone.I clenched my jaw, twisting the cube faster, more aggressively.The door swung open without warning, and I didn’t need to look up to know who it was.Jared.He leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. “What’s got you thinking so hard today?”I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look at him. “Nothing.”Jared’s smirk widened as he stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. “Yeah, sure. You? Thinking about nothing? Unlikely.” He dropped into the chair across from me, lounging comfortably as