All Chapters of SURROGATE TO MY BEST FRIEND'S HUSBAND: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The sound of water splashing against the bathroom floor echoed through the silence of the midnight hours.Abigail stood beneath the cold shower, scrubbing her skin over and over with soap until it turned painfully red. Frustration and disgust burned in her chest. What Mark had done to her earlier had felt nothing like the cold execution of a business agreement. It had been pure humiliation, shattering what little remained of her self-respect.Abigail had known this would eventually happen if she failed to complete the IVF procedure for the third time. But she had never imagined things would unfold like this.She felt worse than a prostitute.Seven years ago, when she had spent a night with the mysterious man who had fathered Amora, she had been drugged and completely unconscious. Although she had woken up beside a stranger, she had never considered that dark incident an act of rape. But what had happened with Mark was different.Abigail had been fully conscious. And she knew that the

After his hard-hitting conversation with Jasper at the golf course, Mark decided to return to his mother's mansion. He told himself he was going back to pick up Lily, but deep down, his real intention was to find Abigail and apologize to her—even though he knew the wrong he'd committed was almost unforgivable."Mrs. Harrison has already left, sir," Albert informed him when Mark asked about Lily."Really? When?""About half an hour ago," Albert replied.Mark merely nodded. In truth, he already knew Lily had left. Earlier, she'd sent him a message asking whether he would be returning to the Harrison residence, and he'd told her he would be staying at the golf course for quite some time.He felt guilty for lying to his wife, but he believed it was the only way to spare Lily the heartache of discovering what he'd done to another woman behind her back."Where is everyone?" Mark asked, glancing around the sprawling mansion. As far as he could see, not a single family member was anywhere in

"David?" Abigail stared at the man before her, surprise evident in her eyes.David's gaze shifted to the IV stand Abigail was gripping tightly in her left hand."What happened to you, Abby? Are you sick?" he asked anxiously. Instinctively, he reached out and gently touched her forehead to check her temperature."I'm fine. I mean... much better now." Abigail offered him a faint smile. "I'm just a little weak. It's nothing more than ordinary anemia," she said, bending the truth slightly.David clearly wasn't about to take her word for it. He walked over to the nurses' station and requested Abigail's medical records."Hypoglycemia, Abby? Since when?" he asked, scrutinizing the information the nurse handed him.Abigail could only offer an awkward smile and lower her head, momentarily forgetting that David was a doctor at this very hospital, even if he wasn't wearing his white coat at the moment."Well... recently," she admitted sheepishly.There was no way she could tell him the truth—tha

“That’s impossible!” Mark shot back firmly, flatly rejecting the wild speculation the two middle-aged women had just put forward.Diana and Margareth turned to him simultaneously, their brows furrowing in confusion.“Why is it impossible?” Diana asked, voicing the question on Margareth’s mind.Mark fell silent for a moment, suddenly struggling to come up with a convincing explanation. Then he retorted, “I heard it myself. Abigail said Amora’s biological father was a man she met by chance. She had a one-night stand with a complete stranger whose identity she didn’t even know.”Margareth exchanged another glance with Diana.“Yes, I’ve heard that story too,” Margareth admitted. “But that doesn’t rule out the possibility that Dr. Beaumont is Amora’s real biological father. I mean... Abigail might have deliberately made up that story to avoid fueling public speculation or to protect Dr. Beaumont’s identity.”“Yes, that makes a lot more sense!” Diana exclaimed in agreement.“What exactly ma

“Bigail...” Louisa gently touched Abigail’s arm when she noticed her friend had suddenly gone rigid.Abigail forced a faint, stiff smile before turning to face her.“Loui... I think I’ll just go back with Mr. Harrison and his family,” Abigail said, reluctantly abandoning her plan to leave with Louisa.“Why?” Louisa asked in confusion. Margareth and Elizabeth had already given their blessing for her to take Abigail home, so why was Abigail suddenly changing her mind? “Are you... not happy to see me again, Bigail?” she asked, unable to hide the sadness flickering in her eyes.“That’s not it, Loui! I...”Abigail fell silent, her body stiffening.There was no way she could explain that she was currently bound by a surrogacy contract with Mark, and that his sharp warning near the elevator had carried an unmistakable undertone of suspicion and threat.Abigail hated being trapped in this situation. It made her deeply uncomfortable to be treated like a suspect in some crime when she had done