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 rose to my feet when the warden brought her in. She was leaning on a cane, and there was a metal brace running up her leg.


Did she happen to have an accident? Or probably got into a fight with her fellow inmates?


Her dark eyes met mine. Her face was completely devoid of any sign of emotion. She has lost a lot of weight. Her dark hair had been cut short, like a man’s cut, had shaved along the sides, and her face was pale, and shrunken.


''Claire…’’ I called out softly as she sat down across from me. I sat down as well, laid the documents in front of her. The guard hovered in the background. ''How are you?’’


Claire looked at me. Her face was impassive. ''What are you doing here?'' she asked, looking down at the documents, and then looked back up at me.


''I… I want you to sign the divorce papers…’’


I waited for her to get mad, but instead, she smirked. ''To marry the surrogate?’’


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