My Husband Forced Me to Be a Surrogate for His Boss to Get Promotion — but His True Motive Turned Out to Be Even Worse

Early 40s, designer everything, the kind of woman who could make you feel small just by glancing at you. She had this way of calling me “sweetheart” that made my skin crawl.

On the night Doug came home with his brilliant idea, he had this excited and nervous look on his face.

“Babe, I need to talk to you about something,” he said, dropping his briefcase by the door.

I looked up from helping Ethan with his dinosaur puzzle.

“What’s up?”

“Monica’s going through something really personal right now. She can’t have kids. Some medical thing.

And she’s looking for a surrogate.” He sat down across from me. “She asked me today if I knew anyone responsible. Someone trustworthy.

I immediately thought of… you.”

My hands froze on the puzzle. “What?”

“Just hear me out before you say no.”

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