Win Her Back Series#2
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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.

Win Her Back! Billionaire's Surrogate Wife

‘‘Cohen!’’ Ella’s screaming his name didn’t bother him a bit as he continued to flee away from the scene, gripping my hand tightly as if he didn’t want to let go of me at any point.


I looked back and saw that Ella was crouching on the carpeted floor while Aunt Emily was hugging her from behind. Even though Mom wasn’t smiling, I could see her eyes dancing… It was bright with optimism, filled with hope.


Hope that there would be a chance for Cohen and I to rekindle our relationship? Hope that I would grant her wish to give her a grandchild as soon as possible?


That would never happen. I won’t let any of that happen.


A short time later, Cohen continued to leave his house with long strides and led me to his car which was parked in the garage. After we had settled in, he promptly started the engine, and we took off at a breakneck speed.


Chapter 39 CATASTROPHE