บททั้งหมดของ The Surrogate-in-law: The Billionaire CEO's Deception : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Violet,I opened my eyes, finding myself lying in the hospital bed. Saturday was over, and now Sunday would end with this unwanted stuff.However, for a second, I looked around, wishing someone would be here. But nobody was. The tranquility of the room felt like a slap on my face.It reminded me of that night when I was lying on the bed with a knife in my back and no one around.Taking a deep breath, pushing those unwanted memories aside, I grabbed my phone to check if there was anything important. I didn't have anything to do at this hour.But the moment I turned my phone on, the flood of messages made me drop it. It rattled for a second before I turned off the vibration.But I regretted checking those messages."Hey! It's Mom. I heard you're hospitalized. Don't you think it's karma for humiliating the entire family?" — from my mother's number."How are you doing? I heard from Mom that you're at the hospital. I have surgery, so I won't be able to meet you. Be careful when you move ar

Violet,I felt a strong thirst for him. When my eyes met his, I forced myself to act normal, letting the thirst dissolve within me. I ran to him, chased him, walked to him, and even crawled to him. Yet... he was never mine. Knox was there. The phone I saw earlier was his. So he returned last night after I fell asleep.When I returned to my ward, I found him frantically searching for me. Yes, for me. Seeing the man you love become desperate brings a whole different level of satisfaction—maybe something else. I didn’t quite know what it was. Yet, I wanted him to be like this—to want me, to desire me, to see me as someone he would love, kiss, and crave.“Hey!” I said, my voice calm.Although I felt a hint of heartache after seeing that woman, I could do nothing more than help her in the way that would secure her child’s future. She was ready to do anything for her child.The child was lucky—having a parent who would go to any extent to save him. I wondered how the kid would feel when h

I froze. A flicker of something stirred in my chest—something sharp, unwelcome. She smirked and leaned back, watching me like a hawk. Her eyes searched for cracks, but I quickly masked it. Expressionless. As always.Still... I froze. Knox likes me? That was laughable. He didn't even see me as a woman. “What makes you think that, Ms. Sarah? Everyone knows Knox likes me. I’m his—”“Romantically.” She cut in..Her smirk deepened.I felt my chest tightening. It would explode anytime. But I knew what I needed to do. She was trying to push my button. And I would show her that I wasn't a weakling like her, “Hah. Are you delusional? If he loved me, he would be with me. Not you, Ms. Sarah.”“You don’t believe me? Fine. But what about you?”This time I straightened my back. I had planned to treat her respectfully since she came to talk business. But now she was testing my patience.“Do you think you’d be sitting here if I loved him? I don’t share—”“No need to lie to me about it,” she smirked.

Knox,I lost control."Shut up!" I roared, slamming him against the chair, gun against his temple. "She is not part of this madness! She hates crime. She faints at the sight of blood. She’s terrified of the dark. She’s not like us. She never will be!"My pulse thundered. My hands shook."I will protect her. From people like you. From everyone. Not even my fucking grandfather can touch her. I will kill anyone who comes near her. She’s mine. Mine to protect.""Boss," Mark’s voice was cautious. "Let go."I stepped back, breath ragged. The man slumped, face purple. I had nearly killed him.I couldn’t believe it. Violet wasn’t like us. She was light in the middle of my nightmare. I had shielded her from this world with blood and lies. Now someone dared say she was behind it?No. It had to be my grandfather. That old monster had always wanted control. And he knew my weakness—her. She had been using her to control me. Not fucking anymore. Of course he’d use her to manipulate me. I would kil

“So you’ve started working the moment you got back from the hospital?” His voice cut through the silence like a blade—not loud, but sharp enough to carry a trace of something I couldn’t ignore. Was it resentment? Frustration? A little of both, perhaps.I didn’t look up immediately. My fingers hovered above the laptop keys for a brief second before I slowly folded my arms across my chest. Calm on the outside, but there was a growing heat behind my eyes I couldn’t quite contain. When I finally looked at him, I took in the change. He had gone out earlier in just a waistcoat and shirt. Now, a jacket hung over his shoulders like a shield he’d hastily thrown on. He was hiding something. “I told you to move out of my house,” I said coolly, my tone even though my leg tapped repeatedly against the wooden leg of my chair. “Why are you still lingering here? Your Sarah has already left, hasn’t she?”He didn’t respond—not directly, at least. Instead, he pulled a chair out from under the table wi