Ex-Husband's Regret: Choosing The Surrogate Over My Wife

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sn't home. His phone had been unreachable all evening, and the fact that I hadn't heard from him only deepened my worry

ng normal, and

the plan. Everything was set. Nora

family doctor, and I trusted him completely. We had know

elings from our youth had long since faded. I was already happily married when he returned, but we reconnected professionally – against

ngle. I mean, he was a drop-dead gorgeous guy

e became pregnant, Hansel had assured us the ba

ut the challenges we might face during this phase, and I had thought I c

ble to sleep, eat, rest... there was always something. Every go

hormones, and since Noralie was only twenty,

eel like I was the one

need during this time. At the time, I hadn't thought much of it. But now... now it felt like too much

sake of our happiness. As long as the so-called "support" didn't involve anything

alie, just to reassure myself that nothing inappropriate was happening. And

y on the couch downstairs, sleeping or doing something work-related. There

r feel insecure about

awake. I hadn't even realized I had dozed o

. What happened?" I asked, wiping

ied, and I didn't bring my charger wi

till throbbed, the dull ache from last night now blossoming into somethi

aking you worrie

ou on your way home? I've been feel

ng Noralie to see the doctor. She's feeling u

y God," I shot up from where I was sitting, panic

r. It doesn't seem too serious, I promise," La

ut

y, okay? I love you, baby," he said an

lp but feel a little jealous. Prior to this arrangement

ll Lance that I was sick because he

. Thankfully, it was a Sunday, and my fri

CeCe's ever-lively voice sounde

ness was c

up with you?" I aske

sound happy. What's

I need someon

ved in no time. She was always willing

on to me. I'm worried," I sai

CeCe asked, rolling her eyes. "I know you're used to lots of

beginning to seem too distant for my liking

e Nora is a good girl and has no negative intentions toward your husband. I know that's wh

y laugh, but I could

es of countless sexcapades with Lance came floodin

ometimes when she calls Lance to come

is responsibility and he wouldn't wan

sual wave of her hand. "You can help o

ou," I said, standing up and

you off to?

ed my husband into," I said, turning to f

. My curiosity and insecurity were beginning to get the best of me, and I wasn't happy about it. I was

home, promising

e reception before making my way toward the pr

led inwardly at myself, taking slow,

door. My sweaty fingers pushed it open, and my b

l is going on