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

I wiggled my way onto the barstool next to the man in the black shirt who was having a conversation with the brunette standing next to him. It wasn't my intention to listen on their conversation, but I overheard them discussing the estate that he had just recently bought.


I shook my head and silently chuckled, and when I tilted my head, my attention was drawn to the woman who was lounging against the bar. The neckline of her white top was low enough to give a view of an impressive rack.


I downed the hard liquor from my glass, and she turned her attention to me. In an instant, the bored expression that had been on her face was replaced with one that displayed intense interest.


I watched her in mild amusement as she straightened, tugging her top even lower till I could see a glimpse of the black lacy bra she wore underneath. She flashed me a coy smile while her eyes slowly travelled down my body, her body language sending out an open invitation to me.


Chapter 44 HURT