LOGINFor **Abigail Spencer**, becoming a surrogate is the only way to keep her little daughter alive. Desperate to save her child, she endures humiliation and society's scorn in exchange for the life-changing compensation offered by **Lily**, her longtime friend, who asks her to carry the heir to the powerful Harrison dynasty. On the other hand, **Mark Harrison**—Lily's husband—despises Abigail from the very beginning. To him, she is nothing more than a shameless woman willing to sell her body for money. But the more time they spend together, the more Mark begins to see the woman beneath the labels. Abigail's quiet strength, unwavering devotion, and heartbreaking sacrifices slowly dismantle the walls of resentment he has built around his heart. Then, as the pregnancy nears its end, long-buried truths finally come to light, threatening to destroy everything they thought they knew about love, loyalty, and sacrifice. “I accepted this offer to save one life. I never imagined the price would be surrendering my entire heart.”
View MoreThe private VIP lounge of the nightclub was filled with the boisterous laughter of Mark’s business associates, accompanied by the heavy, pungent smell of alcohol hanging thickly in the air.They had invited Mark that night for one reason—to persuade him to sign the latest joint venture between their company and Harrison Corp. But Mark, who had yet to make any decision, responded to their advances with nothing but cold indifference.“Mr. Harrison, once you sign our joint venture agreement, I guarantee that Harrison Corp’s profits will increase by thirty percent.” Jacob raised his glass, inviting Mark to toast.Mark lifted his own glass but deliberately refrained from drinking. He knew perfectly well that Jacob’s business dealings were far from clean. Just to celebrate the planned signing of the project, the man had even hired several attractive women to seduce him.Mark, however, had no interest in any of them.Th
Abigail suddenly felt a wave of heat wash over her body. It wasn’t a fever. Her body temperature had simply risen so sharply that sweat began to dampen her skin. She had tried closing her eyes and lying back down, but sleep refused to come.Eventually, she sat on the edge of the bed, intending to take a sip of water. But the glass she had left in her room was completely empty.Abigail opened the drawer and glanced at the time on her phone. More than an hour had passed.She wondered if everyone had already returned to their rooms. She only wanted to make sure she wouldn’t accidentally run into Ian, Mark, or Lily—especially after Lily’s sharp warning and threat in the hallway earlier.Slipping her house slippers on quietly, Abigail picked up the empty glass and made her way to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, filled her glass with cold water, and drained it in one go before filling it again.That was when she remember
“High school,” Lily answered quickly, trying to put an end to Ian’s suspicions before he could ask anything more. “But we weren’t particularly close because we were in different classes,” she added, hoping to make her explanation convincing.“That’s a shame. I was actually hoping to learn more about Abby from you,” Ian said as he casually took another sip of his wine. “How does it taste?” he asked, glancing at Abigail expectantly.Abigail, who had been holding her breath the entire time, slowly nodded. “Mmm... pretty good?” she replied hesitantly, making Ian chuckle.Without thinking, Ian reached over and gently ruffled the top of Abigail’s head as though she were a little girl.“You’re adorable. Is this your first time drinking wine?” he asked, with no intention of teasing her.Mark, on the other hand, let out another derisive snort from his seat.
Ian gently laid Amora down on the bed. He was about to take off the little girl’s shoes when Abigail quickly stopped him.“Let me do it,” Abigail said softly. “I need to clean her up first. She’s been sweating quite a bit all day.”Ian nodded in understanding. “All right, then I’ll head to the wine cellar. You’re not going to break your promise, are you?” he asked, putting on an exaggeratedly accusing look.Abigail chuckled and nodded. “I’ll join you after I’ve cleaned her up and changed her clothes.”“All right. I’ll wait for you by the pool,” Ian said before turning around and walking away.“Okay. I’ll meet you there,” Abigail replied with a nod.Ian left and closed the bedroom door behind him. He headed toward the back kitchen and was about to open the door leading to the wine cellar when it suddenly swung open from the


















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