Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Sister’s Surrogate: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Hunter's POVI pulled into my parents' driveway and killed the engine. Grace sat beside me, still with that slight flush on her cheeks whenever I caught her looking at me. All through breakfast, every time she thought of the coming night, she'd gotten that dreamy, distracted look that sent a kick of heat right to my groin. I'd almost called my parents to cancel twice, just wanting to take Grace back to bed."You're sure they're ready for all this?" Grace asked, nervously tugging at her sweater. "Finding out about Helena's affairs is one thing, but the diary and everything else...""They need to know," I said, taking her hand to stop her fidgeting. "Dad's already fielding calls from the older members of the board. And they love you, Grace. That's never going to change."She nodded, drawing a deep breath. "I just hate being the one who brings this kind of mayhem to your family.""You didn't cause any of this." I squeezed her hand, bringing it to my lips. "Helena did. My mother always ha

Grace's POVI forced my eyes open, reality slowly creeping back as my body hummed with the aftershocks of pleasure. Hunter's weight pressed me into the mattress; his breathing still ragged against my neck. I hadn't meant to come without his permission. The realization sent a flutter of nervous excitement through me."I'm sorry," I whispered.Hunter lifted his head, those beautiful eyes finding mine, his expression amused. "For what?""I came without permission."His lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. "You did, didn't you?" He shifted, easing out of me with careful movements before rolling to his side, propping himself on one elbow to look down at me. "I was going to build you up all night, Grace. Make you beg for it."I swallowed hard, watching as his fingers trailed lazily across my stomach, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Are you... disappointed?""Disappointed?" He laughed, the sound low and rough. "No, baby. I'm thinking about how to punish you next time."My breath caug

Grace’s POVAs we drove away from the doctor's office, I kept stealing glances at the ultrasound images clutched in my hands. Two babies. Twins. The reality of it still hadn't fully sunk in."Twins," I whispered again, running my finger over the fuzzy outline of Baby A, then Baby B. "I still can't believe it."Hunter reached across the console and squeezed my knee, his eyes never leaving the road. "How are you feeling?""A little overwhelmed and terrified. But excited." I laughed softly. "All of the above? It's a lot to take in.""It is," he agreed, his voice gentle. "But we've got this, Grace. Together. Just think, it could have been triplets.""Then I would really be worried where they will fit." I studied his profile, the strong line of his jaw, the slight curve of his lips that hadn't fully disappeared since the moment Dr. Bates had said the word "twins." Hunter had always wanted a family. I knew this was everything to him."I'm going to get so big," I said, imagining my petite fr

Grace's POV"He knew nothing about the payments, about the egg switch, about any of it. The diary makes that clear. Helena only involved people she could control. Even Hunter was kept in the dark." Because there was no way Helena could ever control Hunter. She may have thought she could.Detective Morrison nodded. "The evidence supports that. Your father wasn't involved in the financial arrangements."Relief washed through me, even though I'd known it was true. Dad had been as manipulated as I had, just in a different way."What about the clinic?" Hunter asked. "When will it be shut down?""The state medical board has already suspended their license pending investigation," Elliott replied. "The doctor directly involved will face criminal charges."Quinn gathered her papers. "I think we're done here. My clients have been more than cooperative."As we stood to leave, Morrison addressed me one last time. "Mrs. Sinclair, I want you to know, what happened to you was wrong. No one should ha

Grace's POV"Do you want to see her?" he asked quietly when I didn't move straight away. "Your mother. I would understand if you did. We could go there first."The question caught me off guard. I'd been so focused on Dad, on how this would affect him, that I hadn't even considered whether I wanted to face Margo. Whether I needed to."I don't know," I admitted. "Should I?"Hunter's thumb traced across my knuckles where our hands were joined. "There's no should about it, Grace. It's entirely up to you. There is no wrong or right answer."I stared down at our linked fingers, thinking. Part of me felt like I should want to see her, to try one last time to understand why she'd done what she'd done. But the larger part, the part that had been ground down by years of her criticism and manipulation, felt nothing but exhaustion at the thought."Do you think it's a good idea?" I asked.Hunter shrugged, his expression carefully neutral. "Might be the closure you need so we can move on. But the c