The contract

GLORIA

“She just needs to rest, Mr Walter. Ms Anderson has gone through a lot of stress” the doctor turned towards Dylan, explaining to him. He retrieves the stethoscope and places it into his briefcase.

“Thank you, doctor” Dylan responds, sitting near me on the same bed. I shifted backwards a bit, feeling uncomfortable by his closeness. “I'll write out some prescriptions, they'll be good for the baby. Also, since it's an IVF baby, she'll need a lot of care.” He explains.

“How do you feel?” Dylan asks me, I nodded my head briefly. “I'm fine, I feel better” I responded calmly. 

“If you don't mind, I'll take my leave” the doctor says, turning towards the door.

“I'll see you out” Dylan stands up right after. “I'll be back, Gloria’’

I watched him step outside the door with the doctor while I stayed back in bed. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that's happened in these last few days. Finding out I was pregnant for someone else and getting jilted by my own husband. Definitely, I didn't expect it to turn out this way.

I placed my palm on my stomach, staring down at the little bloat I had. “Baby, I'll do anything to protect you,” I said calmly, rubbing my abdomen.

I stood up and made it to the door. Just when I opened to step out, the door pushed open before me and he walked in.

“Where are you going?” He asked me, I paused and stared at him for a while before I responded. “Mr Walter, I'm not your slave. Why do I have to report my activities to you?” I asked him curiously.

“I know Gloria, you ain't my slave. But you're carrying my child.” He says calmly, entering the bedroom and shutting the door behind him. It was just the both of us in the bedroom and the atmosphere tensed up.

I didn't realize it until now, he had a broad chest and huge muscles. I swallowed deeply on my dried throat as I couldn't take my gaze off him. It wouldn't be a bad idea if I touched it..

I felt my fists clenched and my face warm up. “What is it? Do you feel unwell? Your face is so red,” he says, making me come back to my senses. 

“I'm fine, it's nothing. I think I have to take my rest now” I explained, returning back to bed to cover the embarrassment I felt for drooling over him stupidly.

“You can rest here, this will be your bedroom from now on. It was prepared for whoever becomes my surrogate. If you do not like the interiors, I can totally change it.” He stated.. I admired his ability to stay calm all through our discussion..

“It's fine with me, unless the baby says otherwise” I teased, staring at my stomach.

“If there's nothing else, Miss Anderson, I'll take my leave now. Your maid will be here soon to take your orders. You can communicate with me through her” 

Dylan says briefly before he leaves the bedroom. “What the hell was that?” I asked myself, hitting my forehead dramatically. How come I'd drooled over a man a few days after I was betrayed by one? Haven't I learnt my lesson?

I shook my head in disagreement as my thoughts tried to take over. Dylan is just the father of my child and we have no intimate relationship, I shouldn't be thinking about him in such a way?

I covered myself up with the blankets, forcing myself to sleep. It must be the pregnancy hormones testing me…

I shut my eyes forcibly but I wasn't able to get any sleep. I picked up my mobile phone to call my best friend and update her about my new home. She needs to know here

Even though Dylan was the city's renowned Billionaire, I still needed to take precautions. I couldn't let myself get used to it. I called her line and she picked up at once.

“Hey girl, I've waited for your call all day!” She complained.

“I'm so sorry, I was unconscious but I'm fine now” I say.

“You're so lucky, Gloria. You're carrying the child of a billionaire heir. Have you signed the contract yet?” She asks.

“Of course not, Liana. I'd never do that. I can't sell my child, not to anyone” I quickly rebuked her statement, clenching to my phone as I recalled that I still had to deal with that.

“Right. But you know this is out of our hands now. You have to make a decision. I'm sure Dylan Walter would never allow you to keep his child, he'd want to be in his life as the father” she explains.

“I know, but I can't sell my child. There has to be something I can do”

After a brief silence, Liana spoke.

“I think I have an idea. Let's meet up by the weekend Gloria..” she proposes.

“Fine, we'll meet up then” the call ended and I turned to face my reality. I came from a poor background and have no money. How can I actually fight a billionaire for his child? My child!

I stretched to the drawer beside me picking the documents up. He obviously left it here to remind me about it. I can't sign it, I needed this child as much as he did.

I dropped the file in the drawer.. I didn't want to let the thoughts bother me but one thing for sure, I wasn't going to sell my child to some billionaire for money and I have to make it clear to him.

It was about 8 p.m. and Ieft my bedroom to dress in one of the nightwear I found in the wardrobe. I guessed that they were also prepared for the intended surrogate.

It was a bit revealing but comfortable..I heard outside my bedroom to find Dylan so we could discuss. I didn't mind co-parenting wi

th him for my child's sake. I just can't let him get full custody.