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

''How are you?’’ Katrina asked, her eyes looking worriedly at me.


''I’m…’’ how could I tell her that I wasn’t feeling okay? That I was sorry for everything I had done to her? ''I’m okay…’’


There was a silence. Long and painful silence surrounded us.


''I’m glad you’re doing okay…’’ she said softly.


''T-thank you… for coming,’’ I said, my fingers moved, wanting to hold her hand.


''I would have come sooner, but I…’’ she paused. ‘‘I wasn’t ready…’’


I wanted to ask her why she wasn’t ready. My mind, however, was clouded by the mists, which made it difficult for me to think clearly and to maintain my alertness.


''I love you, Katrina…’’ I heard myself say. I needed to tell her. It was important that she had to hear it. Anything can happen. I could die today. I could die tomorrow. She needed to know that I loved her, that I have always loved her. ‘‘You know that, do you?’’


Katrina looked down at her hands, avoiding my gaze.


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