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Win Her Back! Billionaire's Surrogate Wife

Win Her Back Series#2 ***** Katrina was four years old when her parents were killed in a car accident, and her aunt sold her as a future daughter-in-law to Cohen's family. She was going to marry Cohen when they grew up, as planned. She might have a wonderful life until Cohen's family went bankrupt just before their wedding. She accepted a commission as a surrogate in order to acquire money quickly, for a millionaire whose wife couldn't get pregnant due to disease. Katrina had been gone for a long time in order to conceal her pregnancy. Cohen went looking for her only to discover she was pregnant. He believed she had deceived him and abandoned him at his lowest point. When she returned to Cohen, his love for her mutated into hatred. He still married her, but it was a secret marriage. He didn't want anyone finding out she was his wife. And he purposefully slept with other women in order to inflict revenge on Katrina. He treats her coldly yet refuses to divorce her. Katrina, who was compelled to keep the surrogacy secret, suffered greatly. She met Travis, Claire's spouse, at this point. He married Claire not for love, but for economic reasons. As a result, he had no affections for her. However, in order to satisfy his parents' goal for an heir, he needed to find a surrogate. What he didn't realize was that Claire's eggs were too weak to survive. Claire lied to everyone about the process being successful, and she actually utilized Katrina's eggs. She demanded that Katrina keep the secret or she would not be paid. Claire was tragically killed in a plane crash before Katrina gave birth to the kid.

Sakura's diamonds · Urban
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149 Chs

Chapter 48 THE GIFT

KATRINA'S P O V

As we strolled around the mall, we passed by a jewelry store, and I couldn’t help but think again of the necklace that Cohen had asked me to bring for him. The recollection caused a tightening in my chest, and I quickly averted my gaze away from the store.

A hand just gripped mine, and I snapped my head to the man walking beside me, looking at him, puzzled. ‘‘Come with me…’’

My mouth hung open when he dragged me towards the jewelry store, groaning aloud when my face hit against his shoulder after he suddenly made a halt in front of the glass shelf.

I ignored the slight pain it brought to my face because my eyes instantly shifted to the woman who was holding a beautiful necklace that was almost identical to the one I had brought for Cohen. ‘‘This is so beautiful...’’ she commented, and then she reached into her wallet and brought out a check.