Semua Bab Surrogacy For Ex's Uncle Professor: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Robin’s POVThe crazy woman had kidnapped us when we were out. I can’t believe I let her get the best of us, but I don’t care right now. All I care about is getting free and getting back to my family.“We need to get out of here,” I hissed, pulling at the ropes around my wrists. “Before she comes back.”Kathryn rolled her eyes, even though there was a smear of dirt across her cheek and a bit of blood crusted on her lip. “Obviously. That’s the plan, Robin. I don’t want to die in a moldy basement, thanks.”I gave her a sharp look. “You think I do?”“No,” she muttered, struggling against her restraints. “But look, we’ve got one thing working in our favor.”It was hard to believe why we had one thing working in our favor. What the fuck did we have working in our favor? I wasn’t sure what to think about it.I raised an eyebrow. “Please enlighten me.”“She’s fucking crazy. And sloppy as hell. Did you see the way she left the door half open when she dragged in that god-awful chicken?”I bli

Robin’s POVAll we had to do was taunt her and use her anger against her. She lashed out at us, giving us a chance to knock her out.When it was over, I was shocked. How could this have been so easy? It almost didn’t seem possible that we had knocked her out, but she wasn’t moving. Breathing but moving.We stumbled out of the building and into the night air, dragging Jamie’s limp body between us. She was heavier than she looked.“God, why is she built like a sack of rage and regrets?” Kathryn grunted, adjusting her grip on Jamie’s arm.“She probably stores her delusions in her thighs,” I muttered, breathless.Kathryn snorted. “Do we leave her here? Or, like, tie her to a tree with a ‘return to sender’ note?”“No. We wait.”“Wait?” Kathryn looked at me like I’d grown a second head. “Wait for what exactly?”“For Micah.”He was going to come.It was only a matter of time before he came here, deciding to swoop in like a hero and save me. Not that I mind. But Micah would also be grateful t

RobinA few days later, I was feeling much better.It was great ti be home back with Micah, my triplets, and everything was comfortable.I looked around, plopping down on the couch. With the triplets asleep, there was no reason for me not to relax on the couch right now. I felt so relaxed right now, knowing everything was going well.Jamie, as far as I knew was gone. She had woken up and then been forced out, shunned by her own family. This was what Micah told me at least. He wouldn’t be able to kill or hurt her because of how close their families were but at the very least I could rest easy, knowing that she was going to stay the fuck away from my family.I curled up on the couch, finally barefoot, finally not worrying if the walls would close in or if some psycho ex-magical fling would crawl out of the shadows and hex me. My muscles ached in ways I didn’t know they could, but I was warm, wrapped in my blanket, and for the first time in days, I was safe.But one person who wasn’t con

Micah POVShe wouldn’t care if I proposed to her with an expensive diamond or something I picked up. That’s not who she was. She’d care more about the moment, the meaning behind it. That’s why the ring felt right—it wasn’t just beautiful, it had a history. A story. And I wanted that story to continue with us.I’d kept it tucked away for weeks now, hidden in the back of my dresser behind a stack of old sweatshirts I never wore. Every time I opened that drawer, I felt its weight, tiny but impossible to ignore. Like it was waiting for me to stop second-guessing and just do it.It wasn’t nerves. Not really. I wasn’t scared she’d say no, we were already a family in every way that counted. We had late nights and early mornings, bottles and burp cloths, sleepless hours that turned into delirious laughter. We had our babies. We had love. Real love is the kind that sticks around when things get messy.But I wanted it to be right. Not perfect, because nothing in our lives ever was, but right fo

Robin POVThe next stage of our engagement was planning the marriage. I never realized how distracting and difficult it was to deal with wedding planning, but the fact was, it was hard.Very hard.Micah offered to help me, but he was working full time at the school and running a crime family. I took care of the triplets, but I had a nanny and nurse to help me when I was overwhelmed. AS well as to help in general.This left me to do most of the wedding planning.The thing was, I wanted to do it. It was going ot be our wedding, so I wanted to play a part in planning this wedding. Every girl wanted to plan their wedding.One thing I was aware of was that the guest list on Micah’s side was going ot be big. His mother had already given me a huge list, and I swear it was in double digits at this point. It was driving me insane to think there were going to be this many people watching me walk down the aisle.It would be fine if we just had some close friends and family there to watch us. Why