My Five-Year Relationship Made Me a Surrogate

Chapter 3

The projector in the room displayed footage from that chaotic day, and my cries echoed hauntingly from the screen.

After I had refused to comply, Leo tossed me onto the bed furiously and switched on the video.

I didn't want to watch, but he gripped my hair, yanking my head forward to force me to remember every detail.

"Wow, this woman looks so sexy!"

"Exactly! Especially after just having a baby, there's a milky scent on her. It's absolutely amazing. I'm really into that."

"Even after giving birth, she's still so tight. It feels so damn good."

"Alex, hurry up, I'm already hard."

Listening to the men's conversation in the video struck me as absurd. Why did it have to be me?

"Look at you, how pathetic. Who else would want you besides me? Shirley, you can't escape." Leo's cruel words echoed in my mind.

Ignoring my protests, he ripped at my clothes. The marks from that day still lingered, but he didn't care at all as he leaned down to kiss my neck.

Under the overwhelming sensations, I finally reached my breaking point. I suddenly pushed him away and leaned over the edge of the bed, my stomach churning violently.

I hadn't eaten for days, and there was nothing to throw up. Only a bitter metallic taste filled my throat. As I opened my mouth, blood poured out, and my body went weak, quickly leading me to lose consciousness.

Before I slipped into darkness, Leo's voice was filled with concern, "Shirley, Shirley, are you okay?"

I wondered why Leo was still pretending.