" As my wedding gift, I want you to be the surrogate of my child! You promised to give me what I wanted as my wedding gift!" Violet's world crashed down overnight when her best friend of twenty years and first love announced his engagement. On top of that except her, everyone including his family knows that her best friend has another woman who he is going to marry. Soon after the blindsided revelation, Violet experienced the disrespect and humiliation from the very person who worshipped the ground she walked on. However the real kicker came when her family and her best friend forced her to be the surrogate and, with a very important contract papers... A Marriage Agreement with her best friend to bring the child legitimately.
View More"I am going to get married! This spring!"
While shaking the finest wine in his collection, the first thing Knox blurted out was the news of his wedding. It came out of nowhere, like a thunderclap in a clear sky. At first, I thought I might have been drinking too much. But then I realized I hadn’t even finished my first glass of wine. "Getting married? To whom?" My gaze locked onto his as I swirled my glass. "You never mentioned dating someone. What is this? A marriage of convenience?" I tried not to sound bitter, but the news of my first love and best friend of twenty years getting married felt like a slap with thorns. "No! We met a year ago at a business conference. From there—" "A year?" I interrupted him. "You never said anything to me. Any reason for that?" Although my heart was shattered into pieces, what disappointed me most was his silence. Being by his side for twenty years hadn’t made a difference—he still chose not to be honest with me. "Are you disappointed, Violet?" A shadow of sadness crossed his handsome face. His jaw muscles tightened, and those beautiful blue eyes didn’t lie—he felt guilty. But does that even matter? "I’m not," I said calmly, sipping the rest of my wine before grabbing my suit. "I'm heading home, Knox. Say hello to your fiancée!" "Violet! Where are you going? I thought you were going to enjoy dinner with me." He stood up, his expression shifting into something uncertain—something I had never witnessed before. Panic? Sadness or guilt? I couldn't read them. "I apologize," I muttered under my breath. "I have to go back to work tomorrow. You know, being a CEO isn't easy. Anyway, congratulations on your upcoming wedding." Turning on my heels, I walked away from the restaurant. Knox started to say something but held himself back. I thought we never hid anything from each other—especially something as big as marriage. Knox was the heir of the Silverfang Corporation, while I was the heir of Riverwood. Growing up, we had been partners in crime. We studied together, shared an apartment abroad during our PhDs, and started our journeys as CEOs in the same year. We had a silent pact. We always had each other’s back. At least, that’s what I thought until today. Settling myself in the car, I glanced at the restaurant—our favorite place. I had lost count of how many times we had come here together. Every milestone, every celebration, we had always shared them. But somehow, that stopped. Why? The question lingered in my mind like an unwanted guest. Maybe it was time to move on. A cold breeze brushed against my cheeks. Thankfully, I hadn’t drunk too much, or I would have had to call my chauffeur. In my entire life, I had never dated. Not because I wasn’t beautiful or desirable, but because my friends claimed my aura and attitude intimidated most men. But I never paid attention. Because all I could see was Knox. Tall, handsome, blonde, and blue-eyed, with a perfect figure. I wondered who the woman was. How did she steal his heart? My mind raced with thousands of thoughts. Pulling my car into the driveway, I walked into my house—a small, two-story home in the suburbs. I remembered planning to buy two houses next to each other, one for me and one for Knox. A childish dream. "Violet!" My mother's voice cut through my thoughts. She was sitting in the living room, her satin dress draping over her skin with effortless perfection. It wasn’t unusual for her to visit. "What brings you here, Mom?" I asked, taking off my suit. The temperature outside had been scorching. "Your dad said you’re going to handle the company's new project?" She put her magazine down on the low glass table, her graceful eyes shifting to me. "Is that true?" I tossed my suit onto the armrest and sank into the couch with a groan. "I thought that was confidential information." "Are you going or not?" she demanded, her voice stern. It was rare for her to get upset over anything, but I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her today. "Well, I think it’s a good idea," I mumbled, slumping deeper into the couch and closing my eyes. "That’s stupid! Knox is getting married next month. Are you saying you'll be away for a whole month?" She snarled, throwing a cushion at me. "What did you just say?" My heart skipped a beat. I straightened my back, looking at her with disbelief, "He's marrying next month?" The air whooshed out of my chest. "Yeah. They've already booked the venue. The wedding dress is perfect!" So not only had he lied about getting married in the spring, but they had already planned everything? Why? Why did he lie? "Good for him," I muttered, shoving down the sharp pain in my chest, like always. "It's not my wedding, so no headache." "Are you serious? I thought you'd be thrilled to know about this! He’s your best friend!" Yeah. In different circumstances, I would have been thrilled to do anything for him. But being lied to—by the very person I trusted most—made it hard to feel welcome in his happiness. "I’m going to take a shower. If you’re staying over, sleep in the guest room, Mom. Don’t come into my room." Loosening my tie, I grabbed my suit. My ankles ached after wearing heels all day. "Listen to this ungrateful child!" My mother pouted, sprawling onto the couch. She was a child at heart, always seeking attention. With Dad away on a business trip, she had found me to mess with. "Oh! Violet! You got a message! Aren’t you going to check it?" Mom shouted. I ignored her. Because at that very moment, I had made up my mind. I wouldn't attend the wedding.I knew that Elder Silverfang would never leave me alone. My grandmother had warned me from the beginning to be careful around him. Not only did he try to make my grandma's life miserable, but he even had the audacity to ask her out despite being married. After her rejection, he decided to make her life even more difficult by adding fraudulent information to the Riverwood family business.Now, I understood why he was desperate to get Knox back. Knox might act like a sweet boy in front of me, but he was a business prodigy. Not to mention, Silverfang might be terrified of losing his wealth to me again since we were already legally married.On top of that, Knox had once joked about changing his surname in front of that old man.Whatever it was, I needed to keep an eye on them."Damn! When will we ever be able to live peacefully without all this nonsense?" I grunted while sipping the warm tea Knox had brewed for me."What are you thinking, my princess?" Knox’s voice cut through my thoughts
The warmth of the blanket and the faint, soothing sound of pages turning somewhere close by made me stir. My eyelids fluttered open, heavy with the satisfaction of a deep, undisturbed rest. I felt light, as though every ounce of tension had melted away. Whatever aches I had from yesterday were gone, replaced by a pleasant afterglow, like I had indulged in the kind of exercise that left both the body and soul content.For a fleeting second, I imagined Knox holding me, his arm draped around my waist, his steady breathing brushing against my ear. A smile curved my lips as I turned, expecting the empty side of the bed to greet me. But instead, my heart nearly skipped a beat.Knox was there.He was sitting upright, leaning slightly into a pillow, with a casual grace that made my chest tighten. A pair of glasses rested on his nose, framing his sharp features in a way that only amplified his perfection. His hair was slightly tousled, a strand falling over his forehead as he looked down at hi
The road to our cottage was quiet, the only sound coming from the soft hum of the engine and the occasional whisper of wind against the windows. The night was cold but gentle. Knox’s hand stayed on mine the entire way, his thumb stroking slow, thoughtful circles on my skin. He didn’t say much, but he didn’t need to. The weight of his silence wasn’t heavy; it was comforting, like the steady beat of a heart. His gaze was there, watching me with no distance, no demand nothing. Just there, whispering to me that he belonged to me. I wouldn't lie to myself. I was getting obsessed with him. He was the anchor after my grandma's death. Having him as mine, it kept driving me crazy. Now I failed to imagine myself without him. He was my obsession, my salvation and my other half. " We are here!" He softly said. A gentle smile crept onto his lips. When we finally pulled into the driveway, the familiar warmth of our little place greeted us. The cottage stood there under the evening sky
Violet,Although we wanted to leave as soon as possible, we couldn’t—not with my pretty little mouth stirring trouble and the swarm of desperate guests trying to patch up the mess I’d created with their last-minute damage control.By the time Knox and I were finally ready to leave, my dearest father decided to appear, blocking our way like some self-appointed judge of my crimes, demanding to talk.I almost smiled. Well, wasn’t this a surprise? Years of being the unloved, forgotten daughter had turned me into a spectator of their chaos. And I loved nothing more than watching their carefully built world begin to crumble.Now, Knox and I were seated in my father’s study—a room that once felt like forbidden territory. As a child, I used to sneak in, hoping for even a moment of my father’s attention. I’d sit quietly, pretending to be reading his books, or try to start a conversation that would never last beyond a grunt or a dismissive glance.But he never cared. He never even looked at me
"You know him?" Knox's deep voice came from behind as I stood up, my grin widening.I grabbed Knox's arms and placed them around my waist. He flinched. My pretty boy always flinched whenever I initiated the touch. Cute."What are you doing?" he asked in shock."Maybe I will do something psychopathic right now. If I go extreme, be my anchor, My Princess!" I pressed my lips to his before smirking.Knox froze for a brief moment before a handsome smirk adorned his lips. "Go as far as you want. I will fix it with logic, my dearest Knight."I looked at Anna, who looked like she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. However, the expression of her fiancé was a spectacle."Hey, Anna. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the party?" Knox, closely holding me, asked.Anna looked at Knox and then at me. "Well, um... I am here to introduce my fiancé to you two." She thought we didn’t hear anything.Her expression lit up immediately, and she held her fiancé’s hand. "Please meet my fi
Violet, After much discussion, Knox and I decided to attend the engagement party. After giving no reply to Anna, she pretty much used all of our external family, including my mother's family, to convince me to join the party. Those people who barely knew me started sending me messages that were unacceptable. However, when Knox noticed those messages, he decided to attend. After all, not long ago, Anna and the rest of my family celebrated his misery. The Mercedes pulled into the driveway of the Riverwood family house. The entire parking lot that had the capacity to fit thirty cars comfortably seemed to be packed with countless cars. I couldn't help but find it laughable. The entire law enforcement team was trying to get their hands on their secrets, and here they were trying to hold a party with a large number of people. How ironic! "Seems like your family is pulling a trick to save their face and clients," Knox muttered before opening the door for me. "I didn't think about
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