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

nce still wasn't home. Her phone had been unreachable, a fact that only deepened her worry. She paced the

g normal, and sh

d three weeks ago, everything was set

l paid. He was their family doctor. Although she has

died and became one of the country's best gynecologists, they had reestablished contact through her husb

d before he returned, he had accepted t

red why Hansel was s

became pregnant. Hansel had assured them that th

y might face during this phase, Viella had thought she could bear it,

unable to sleep, eat, rest, or... Something! There was

ancy hormones, and since Noralie was just

he support Noralie might need during this period. But right

to do so for the sake of their happiness, as long as part of the so

alie to see if there was anything happening between her husband and Noralie, but she alway

upstairs while her handbag was

hink of being insecure abo

. She didn't realize she had slept off wh

What happened?" She asked, wiping

nd I didn't step out with my phone charge

y. I was just so w

turned into something even more serious. The wor

aking you worrie

on your way home? I've been feeling...

ng Noralie to see the doctor. She is feeling un

.. Oh my God," She shot up from where she s

care of her. It doesn't seem too ser

ut

ay? I love you, baby," he said and dropped

help but feel a little jealous. Before this arrangement, V

ell her husband that she was sick because

er. Thankfully, it was a Sunday, and this f

CeCe's ever-lively voice sounde

iness is

p with you?" Viella as

sound happy. What's

I need someon

arrived in no time. She was always willing t

to me. I am worried." Viella sai

Cece asked with an eye roll, "I know you are used to lots o

is beginning to seem too distant for my lik

d she has no negative intentions toward your husband. I know that's where this is going." Cece teased. "She can't h

es of countless sexcapades with her husband came floodi

sometimes when she calls Lance to co

responsibility, and he wouldn't want t

sual wave of her hand, "you can help o

u." Viella said, standing up an

you off to?

ed my husband into," She turned to face C

curiosity and insecurity were beginning to get the best of her, and she wasn't happy about it. She was eag

at home, promisi

the reception before walking toward the pri

led inwardly at herself as she took sl

door. Her sweaty fingers pushed the door open, and he

l is going on