All Chapters of A SURROGATE TO MY BILLIONAIRE EX HUSBAND : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Alexander POVThe door opened—And everything inside me stilled.Celyne.Lying there.Unmoving.For a second—I couldn’t breathe.The room felt too quiet, the steady beeping of the monitor the only thing reminding me that time hadn’t stopped.That she… hadn’t stopped.My feet moved before I could think, carrying me closer to the bed.Closer to her.She looked pale.Too pale.Fragile in a way I had never seen before.My jaw tightened as my eyes traced over her face, her arm, the IV line connected to her.“This… this wasn’t supposed to happen,” I muttered under my breath.Not again.Not like before.A sharp memory hit me—Blood.Silence.Loss.I clenched my fists.“No,” I whispered. “Not this time.”“She’s stable for now.”The voice behind me broke through my thoughts.I turned sharply.The doctor.Middle-aged. Calm. Observant.Too calm for my liking.“What do you mean ‘for now’?” I asked, my voice tight.He didn’t rush his answer.Didn’t soften it either.“It means we were able to stab

Celyne POVThe first thing I felt—Was heaviness.Not pain.Not yet.Just… weight.Like my body didn’t belong to me anymore.Like I was trapped inside something I couldn’t move.I tried to open my eyes.Slowly.Carefully.But even that felt like too much.Light slipped in first—too bright, too sharp—and I winced faintly before forcing my eyes open fully.The ceiling.White.Unfamiliar.Then—The sound.A steady, rhythmic beeping.My heart stuttered slightly.Hospital.A faint breath left my lips.“…again?”My voice came out barely above a whisper.Dry.Weak.But enough.Movement followed almost immediately.A figure stepped closer.Then another.“Celyne? Can you hear me?”I blinked slowly, my vision adjusting.Doctors.Nurses.Watching me.Relief flickered across one of their faces.“She’s awake,” someone said.I swallowed, my throat tight.“What… happened?” I asked faintly.The question felt heavy on my tongue.Like I already knew the answer—But didn’t want to hear it.A doctor step

Vivian POVNews travels fast.But in this house—It never arrives by accident.I stood by the window, my fingers lightly resting against the glass as I stared out into the quiet night. The city stretched endlessly before me, glowing, alive, unaware.Unlike me.Because I was very aware.Of everything.“She survived.”The words lingered in my mind, not as a shock—But as an inconvenience.A small one.I exhaled slowly, my expression unchanged.“I expected as much,” I murmured under my breath.Celyne had always been… stubborn.Fragile in appearance.But stubborn where it mattered.Still—That didn’t mean she was untouchable.Nothing is.My fingers tapped lightly against the glass, once, twice, before I pulled away and walked toward the center of the room.Calm.Composed.As always.Because panic—Was for people who didn’t plan ahead.A soft knock came at the door.“Come in,” I said without turning.The door opened.Light footsteps followed.“Elara.”I didn’t need to look to know it was h

Clara povI watched her carefully the moment she sat down.Celyne.My best friend.But today… she didn’t feel like the version of her I was used to.She looked tired in a way that wasn’t just physical. It was deeper. Heavier. Like something had been pressing on her for too long and she was only now finding the courage to speak.Her fingers stayed wrapped around her glass, not drinking, just holding it like it was the only thing keeping her grounded.“I don’t understand it anymore,” she said suddenly.Her voice was quiet, but it carried weight.I didn’t interrupt.That was important.Celyne didn’t usually open up like this unless she had already been carrying it alone for too long.“I keep going back and forth,” she continued. “Hospital… home… hospital again. It’s like I can’t just breathe in one place and be fine.”Her hand moved slightly toward her stomach, protective without thinking.And that told me everything I needed to know.This wasn’t just stress.This was fear.Deep fear.“I

Celyne POV“I want to stay with Clara for a while.”The words left my mouth quietly, but the moment they did, the atmosphere inside the room shifted instantly.Alexander looked up from the documents in his hand slowly.His expression unreadable.“What?”I swallowed lightly and forced myself to repeat it.“I said I want to stay with Clara for the meantime.”Silence.Heavy.Uncomfortable.Then he leaned back slightly in his chair, staring at me carefully.“Meaning this house is suddenly not big enough for you?” he asked calmly. “There are enough rooms and enough space here already, Celyne. I don’t see the reason for that.”Of course he wouldn’t.Because to him, space meant walls.Rooms.Distance measured physically.Not emotionally.Not mentally.I folded my arms tightly across my chest.“Well, you may not see the reason,” I replied quietly, “but I do.”His jaw tightened slightly.“And what exactly is the reason?”I looked away briefly.Because the truth sounded insane even inside my ow