A SURROGATE TO MY BILLIONAIRE EX HUSBAND のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Celyne POVThe moment I closed the door behind me, a shiver ran down my spine. Silence pressed against my ears, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I could hear the echo of my own heartbeat. The weight of everything—the whispers, the stares, the sharp words meant to remind me of my place—finally landed. And for a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to simply breathe.I set my bag down on the edge of the bed and sank to the floor, pressing my forehead against my knees. All the fear, all the anger, all the heartbreak I had tried to hold in for years came crashing at once. I had tried to convince myself I could endure it, that being a surrogate didn’t make me less than anyone, that I could survive the scorn, the ridicule, the constant reminders that I was not enough. But tonight… Tonight, it felt unbearable.“Just for the meantime,” I whispered to myself, my voice shaking, “let me just be alone… by myself.”Tears filled my eyes, blurring the room. How did it come to this? I h

Celyne POVThe moment Clara’s name left his lips, something inside me broke.Not cracked.Not shaken.Broken and scared.Because Alexander didn’t make empty threats.And I knew—God, I knew—that whatever he said, he was capable of doing it.My throat tightened as I stared at him, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. The air in the room suddenly felt too thick, too suffocating to breathe through.“Clara…” I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice.He didn’t blink. Didn’t hesitate. Didn’t even look remotely guilty.“Yes. Clara.”The finality in his tone sent a chill down my spine.Hours ago, I would have argued. I would have shouted, fought back, demanded to know what gave him the right to control every part of my life.But now?Now I had seen this version of him too many times.Cold. Calculated. Ruthless.Changed.Living under the same roof with him again had made one thing painfully clear—Alexander wasn’t the same man I knew years back. Whatever softness I had once seen in h

Celyne povI woke up with a sharp inhale, my body stiff, my chest rising and falling too fast.For a moment, I didn’t know where I was.Then it came back.Last night.Alexander’s voice.His threat.Clara.And then Elara’s ridiculous offer.My fingers curled into the bedsheet as the memory tried to claw its way back into my mind—but I forced it down.No.I couldn’t afford to think about it. Not now. Not today.If I started unraveling, I wouldn’t be able to stop and it would only drain me more.So I swallowed it. Every ounce of fear, every trembling thought, every piece of pain—I buried it all deep inside and forced myself out of bed.The room felt too quiet. Too heavy.Like the walls themselves knew something I didn’t.Or maybe something I was refusing to remember.I walked into the bathroom, turning the shower on without thinking. The cold water hit my skin first, making me gasp before warmth followed, wrapping around me like a fragile comfort.I stood there longer than necessary, let

Celyne POVSomething felt wrong before I even opened my eyes.A dull ache settled low in my stomach, heavy and unfamiliar—yet terrifyingly familiar at the same time.My body felt cold. Too cold.Then wet.My brows furrowed slightly as I shifted, and that was when the pain hit—sharp, sudden, and unforgiving. A gasp tore from my throat as my eyes flew open.Darkness.And then—The smell.Metallic. Thick. Suffocating.My heart skipped.No.No, no, no—My trembling hands moved instinctively, brushing against the sheets beneath me.Wet.Sticky.Warm.I froze.Slowly—too slowly—I lifted my hand.Even in the dim light filtering through the curtains, I could see it.Blood.My breath hitched violently.“No…no…”The word came out broken. Barely a whisper.My body started shaking as realization crashed into me with brutal force.It was happening again.Tears blurred my vision instantly as panic surged through every vein in my body.“No, please… not again…”My hands flew to my stomach, pressing d

Celyne POVI didn’t expect him to take me somewhere familiar.The moment the car pulled to a stop, my breath caught in my throat.The café.Of all the places in the city, it had to be this one.My fingers curled slightly against my lap as I stared through the window, my heart tightening with something I wasn’t ready to name.“We’re here,” Alexander said calmly.Like this place meant nothing.Like it wasn’t filled with memories I had buried so deep I thought they were gone forever.“I know,” I whispered.But I didn’t move.Because stepping out of that car meant stepping back into a version of us that no longer existed.Or maybe