All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE PLUS SIZE SURROGATE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

Chloe sat in the quiet hospital room, the twins sleeping in their bassinets beside her bed. Elijah was nestled against her side, tiny fingers curled around the edge of her gown. Maya was still in the NICU but stable, the nurses bringing updates every hour. The custody hearing had been postponed again, but the DNA results from the court-ordered test were due any minute. She felt the weight of it all pressing down on her chest, the fear that this final piece of evidence could unravel everything they had fought for.Chloe looked from Elijah's peaceful face to the empty bassinet prepared for Maya's return from the NICU. Everything around her looked so ordinary—a softly humming monitor, a bouquet of flowers from well-wishers, tiny baby blankets folded neatly by the nurses. Yet nothing about her life felt ordinary anymore.Only a few weeks ago, she had been preparing a nursery and imagining midnight feedings.Now every conversation revolved around lawyers, DNA reports, and court hearings.S

Chloe pushed open the bakery door with one hand, the other resting protectively on the carrier where Elijah slept against her chest. Maya was in the stroller beside her, the twins bundled warmly despite the summer heat. The familiar bell chimed above her, the scent of fresh bread, vanilla, and sugar wrapping around her like an old friend. For the first time since giving birth, something felt almost like home again.The two remaining staff members looked up, their faces lighting up with genuine relief. “Chloe! You brought the twins. We weren’t sure if you’d make it in with everything going on.”She managed a tired smile, moving slowly behind the counter. “I needed to see it. To be here. Even if it’s just for a little while.” The display cases were half-empty. Flour dusted surfaces that should have been spotless. The health inspection stickers still marred the front window. Her heart squeezed at how much had been lost, but the familiar rhythm of the kitchen called to her anyway. She sta

Damian stood in front of the mirror in the penthouse bedroom, adjusting his tie for the third time as he prepared for their real, intimate wedding ceremony. The small gathering was set for the rooftop garden at sunset—just close friends, family they had chosen, and the twins in their carriers. No press, No contracts, No threats. Just them, promising forever the way they wanted it. He looked at his reflection, the man staring back no longer the cold CEO who had signed the first surrogacy agreement. The lines around his eyes were softer. The weight he had carried for years was gone. He had lost the company, the board seat, the legacy his father had forced on him. And he had never felt freer. Damian smiled faintly as his eyes landed on a small wooden frame resting on the dresser. Inside was the very first photograph they had ever taken together. Chloe stood behind the bakery counter, an apron dusted with flour, glaring at him because he had criticized one of her cakes. He had looked