บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Surrogate's Secret: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Trinity's Pov My greasy hair was the main thing that gave away the fact that I had not sunk my body in my hot tub for four days. Without my essentials, I couldn't possibly wash my hair even though I craved doing so more than anything. Being in hiding was proving to be a bigger hassle than I thought. Four days ago, I had snuck out of the hospital after watching Blossom expose not only Vanessa but me to both Rodri and the entire world. Vanessa had gone into labor and given birth to a little bastard while I had dragged my tired body back to my house only to find out Samira had bailed out on me. As if things couldn't get any worse, Vanessa's deadbeat father had called to scare the living daylight out of me. Now, I was stuck in a low class hotel, at a strange location, with no products to wash my hair. It felt like I had been moved to a different section of hell and I was close to my limit. A knock sounded on the door, claiming my attention. “Room service!” The person called ou

Rodri's Pov Hearing my phone beep dragged my attention to the fact that I had been sitting in the parking lot for almost thirty minutes. After storming out of the station, I had been eager to get to the hospital. The DNA results were finally out but my anxiety was stopping me from going to see it. Even though Vanessa had not gotten around to telling me her baby's true identity, Blossom had stood solidly by what she said—the child wasn't mine. Dad had accepted Blossom’s stories and had totally switched up on Vanessa. Even though mum was still on Vanessa's side, it didn't exactly mean much. Guilt was written all over Vanessa's face when I walked in on her conversation with Estelle. That same guilt was plastered on her face when she woke up a few days after the altercation. But why couldn't I bring myself to accept the truth that was obviously in front of me? The answer was clearly in front of me and I couldn't even deny it. I wanted Vanessa's child to be mine because I was mad

Trinity's Pov “I'll relay your message to the officers, sir. We will be in the hospital in about ten minutes.” The assistant waited till the line disconnected before replacing the phone back in his suit pocket. The hospital? I thought the Chairman wanted me to go to Rodri's place, why then did he ask for me to be brought to the hospital? Before I could make my enquiries, the assistant turned around and walked towards the officers who had gone back to their desks. I could hardly make out what their conversation entailed but he returned shortly with the two officers from earlier. Confusion masked my features as I stared at them with wide eyes. “You're free to go, ma'am.” One of them announced stiffly while the other nodded in agreement. Of course I was free to go, there was no way Rodri could have kept me here against his father's wish. What I didn't understand was why I was being sent to the hospital. Did the Chairman know I lied about my pregnancy? As soon as the thought app

Vanessa's Pov Is this what motherhood is like? Will I get it right and not end up feeling like I have ruined my child's life? I had questions but I couldn't risk asking mum anyone even though she was seated right next to me. How could I do that when I’d successfully ruined the image of what a good mother should be for her? Finding out I was pregnant had not shaken mum as much as finding out how I got pregnant had done. If I could avoid talking about it for the rest of eternity, I would have. But the time for secrets and lies was long gone. Everything was out in the open, wasn't it best for me to give them the right version? The whole truth without any lies. My eyes slowly shifted to mum's face as tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't forget how guilt engulfed her face when I told her the reason I hauled my ass to a club alone. She believed the only reason I ended up having a one night stand with a stranger that led to my pregnancy was because of her. And she wasn't e

Rodri's Pov “I refuse to have this conversation with you, dad.” A sigh of exasperation followed the statement. For how long were we going to go back and forth about Trinity's child that was obviously not mine? It was becoming a pain in his spine and along with the pain came a long chain of days filled with annoyance. For one whole week, the phone calls were unending. Dad kept insisting I pay Trinity a visit at the hospital and I kept refusing to do so. I saw absolutely no reason for me to show up for a woman that was hell bent on ruining my life. Instead, I was channeling my time, attention and love towards the person who deserved it. Vanessa and our baby were still in the hospital but she was getting better with each passing day. I spoke with the doctor yesterday, and he told me they would both be discharged soon. That was the only reason I finally decided to heed my mum's words and paid my father a visit. What a wrong decision I had made. “Trust me, I am way more