I Divorced My Wife When She Became A Surrogate Mother
After fifteen years of marriage, my wife, Tiffany Yarwood, who insisted on being child-free, wanted to become pregnant with her childhood friend’s baby.
“Taylor’s grandmother is dying. Her only remaining wish was for him to have an offspring. I have to help him with this!”
Unable to accept this, I went to my parents-in-law to reason with them. But they snubbed me with gentle yet cutting words. “Tiff’s womb belongs to her. She has the right to decide whose child to bear.
“Don’t you love her enough to give your life to her? If you can’t even tolerate such a small matter, how can you protect her for a lifetime?”
Tormented by grief, I had no choice but to compromise with teary eyes.
“Fine! I agree to let you have a test-tube baby for him. But after giving birth to the baby, you can’t have any further involvement with them.”
Tiffany, relying on my love for her, confidently refused.
“Not a test-tube baby! Taylor’s grandma is traditional. She’ll only accept babies born naturally.
“Besides, I will be taking care of the child after giving birth. I can’t let the baby grow up without a mother!”
I closed my eyes and exhaled.
“If that’s the case, let’s divorce. You can live with him as a family of three.”