All Chapters of The Billionarie's Plus-Size Surrogate Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2POV: Amelie"Alright," I said softly. "I’ll take your place. But only until your child turns two."A wide smile appeared on Amora’s face. Without wasting any time, she pulled out her large bag and began taking out her expensive clothes, ordering me to change into them immediately.Three hours later, a luxurious black car stopped in front of the towering iron gates of the most exclusive residential area in the capital.I sat in the back seat, nervously clutching Amora’s loose cashmere dress. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt as though it might leap out of my chest. Amora had left for the airport an hour ago, leaving me with only brief instructions about her luxurious life.The driver opened the door. I stepped out hesitantly, staring at the magnificent Blackthorne residence that looked both unfamiliar and intimidating."Welcome, Madam," greeted a middle-aged woman in a neat maid’s uniform as she bowed respectfully.I merely nodded softly, trying to imitate the arroga

Chapter 4POV: AmelieReyvano’s sharp gaze seemed to be peeling away every inch of the lie I was trying to hide. My breath caught in my throat as I searched for any reasonable excuse that would keep this man from doubting my presence."I... I just wanted to try," I whispered softly, briefly averting my gaze toward the bowl of soup before finding the courage to look into his eyes again. I made my voice sound somewhat awkward and hesitant. "Actually, I’ve always been able to cook a little... but I was embarrassed to serve it to you. I was afraid it wouldn’t suit your taste."Reyvano did not answer immediately. He studied my tense expression before stepping closer until his scent once again overwhelmed my senses. His hand reached out, picking up a small spoon from the kitchen island before scooping up a little of the clear soup that was still releasing wisps of steam.I held my breath. My heart pounded erratically as I waited for his judgment. What if he hated the taste? What if the dish

pov Amelie That night passed in suffocating silence. The lights in the master bedroom had been dimmed, leaving only the faint glow of the bedside lamp on the nightstand. I lay stiffly on the soft mattress, staring at the ceiling adorned with classic carvings. Behind me, Reyvano slept on his side, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist as if I were something precious that could disappear with the slightest breeze. His steady breaths warmed the nape of my neck, proving how exhausted the man was after dealing with his mother's drama earlier that afternoon. Yet my eyes refused to close. My mind was in complete turmoil, spinning endlessly without direction. Every second I spent in this embrace felt like a real betrayal. Reyvano loved Amora—or at least, the woman he believed had been Amora all this time. And I, Amelie, was nothing more than a false shadow clinging to someone else's suffering just to fulfill my longing for the baby I had lost. I had to leave. The thought pressed insis

POV: AmelieAfter making sure Ardhana was fast asleep in his crib under the supervision of the caregivers who had returned, I staggered out of the nursery. My legs felt heavy as I dragged my feet along the dimly lit corridor toward the master bedroom. Every second I spent in this house felt like walking across a sheet of thin ice that could crack at any moment and drag me under.As soon as I pushed open the door to the master bedroom and closed it tightly behind me, the sight that greeted me made my breath catch in my throat. Reyvano was not sleeping beneath the blankets as I had assumed. The man was lounging against the headboard of the large king-size bed, wearing dark pajamas that revealed his broad neck, while a business book rested on his lap.When he lifted his head and his eyes met mine, a faint, incredibly captivating smile immediately appeared at the corner of his lips.“You took so long, Amora,” Reyvano said, his voice soft and strangely intimate in the quiet room.I froze n

POV: AmelieMy unsteady steps carried me back into the nursery. The two female caregivers who had been keeping watch immediately stood when they saw me arrive with tear-stained eyes and a disheveled face.“Madam? Is there anything we can do?” one of the caregivers asked anxiously.I shook my head slowly, trying to steady my voice so it would sound normal. “No need. You can go rest in your rooms. I’ll stay with Ardhana until morning tonight.”The two caregivers exchanged glances for a moment, but they did not argue and immediately nodded obediently. After they left and closed the door firmly behind them, silence immediately descended upon the room.That was when I remembered something that suddenly made my head ache. Amora’s smartphone had been left on the nightstand in the master bedroom! I had planned to contact my twin tonight to demand an explanation. If I had to retrieve it now, I would have to return to the master bedroom and face Reyvano. The risk was too great, especially after