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Win Her Back! Billionaire's Surrogate Wife

Win Her Back Series#2 ***** 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.

Sakura's diamonds · Urbano
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149 Chs

Chapter 60 SOOTHING ME

KATRINA’s P O V

I tried to avoid Travis’ lips but his hold on me was so tight that escaping from him was impossible as he kissed me hungrily. My lips felt numb, and I couldn’t do anything but sob, which caused him to freeze up.

‘‘I’m sorry…’’ Travis murmured in my ear, and gently stroked his hand over my hair. ‘‘I’m sorry, Katrina. Oh, God. You’re alright now. Don’t worry, I’m here. You’re safe now, Katrina…’’ he kept soothing me, his warmth gradually sipping into me.

Slowly, I pulled away, and stared into his emerald eyes. Another tear escaped my eye. ‘‘I didn’t…’’ I choked. How could I tell this to him? ‘‘I didn’t miss the meeting on purpose. I was on my way there when something happened. It was an accident. I’m hurt. I’m hurt because Joe treated me like that…’’

He frowned, seemed not to understand what I was trying to say.