The Billionaire's Surrogate Wife

ChapterOne

I sprinted through the darkness, my heart racing, lungs burning, as an ominous presence closed in. Every step echoed with terror, every bread whispered dread. No matter how fast I ran, the shadows gained ground. Suddenly, icy fingers grasped my shoulders, spinning me around. I tried to shake free, but it grip tightened, "you can't escape". I panicked and screamed...

“Hello miss, miss!” a gentle voice pulled me back to reality, although my eyes were not ready for the ray of light streaming through the window, as I slowly opened my eyes to see my surroundings, I remembered I slept in the waiting room, waiting for the doctor to attend to me, “hello miss” the nurse who just saved me from the constant horror of the past. “Hello miss” she called again, this time I was more aware of my surroundings, “Hope you are okay? I mean you screamed”. “oh yes I am fine,” I said as I sent her a staged smile while trying to sit up to avoid further embarrassments.

“Doctor Ben would like to see you now, not in his office but the first office by your right on the 4th floor, show them this pass when you get there,” she said as she handed me a small card. “But why do I need to go to the 4th floor to meet Ben? We usually would meet in his office and besides this a VIP card, “I queried. “Miss when you get there he will explain everything to you, I have to attend to other patients,” she walked away leaving me with the unanswered question.

As I walked to the elevator many thoughts were trying to gain access to my mind, For the past months I have thought of the consequence of taking care of a baby on my own and I am so glad the process was successful. The feeling of being a mother, having a life growing inside of you but then the constant nightmare seems to plague my mind.

“Hey little mouse, watch where you are going” I craned my neck to see who could have dared to interrupt my train of thought, looking up my eyes met a beautiful pair of brown eyes, which carried the same ambiance as his hair, he was hovering over me and for a second, I got lost in those brown eyes of his. From the clothes he had on and the aura he exuded; one could tell he was a wealthy man with influence that shouldn’t be reckoned with. “Are you daft or something? get out of the way little mouse.”

I turned around to see if he was referring to someone behind me but it was just me and him, “Hey Mr. Giant I guess your parents gave you all the luxuries of life and forgot to teach you manners.” He took a step closer as his already darkened eyes met mine and for a second, I thought he was going to strangle me, instinctively I moved backward, he took another step further and my feet moved trying to get away from him but then It was futile as I was met with the cold, hard surface of the wall, then I resolved to looking him in the eye in a bid to mask my fear, his eyes were hostile and almost seemed evil, making me want to shrink to my knees. “Miss I would have done a lot to you right now, but I don’t deal with low lives.” he smirked and walked away. “jerk” I muttered not wanting any further confrontation. I just wanted to see Doctor Ben and go home.

Finally I got to the office “good morning Dr. Ben,” I greeted Dr. Ben who in his late 50’s still looked very handsome, he was one of those persons that could say age had nothing on him. “Good morning miss Daphne, please be seated.” His office made me forget I was inside a hospital, the furniture screamed class and luxury, “this is really for the VIPs” I thought to myself. “Miss Daphne I know we had an appointment with you but something came up”.

“I hope everything is okay with my baby? I thought we finalized all the test last week what could have gone wrong?” I asked. “Miss Daphen I would try my best to explain the situation properly to you, I already contacted the agency in charge of your sperm donor” I felt very uneasy when he began to talk about the agency I contacted to get a sperm donor because I vividly remember we concluding the paper works some weeks ago. “Dr. Ben why would you have to contact the agency I got the sperm donor from? I already finalized the legal process some weeks ago, hope there is no problem?” I said in one breath.

“Miss Daphne during the process, there was a mix up with the labeling of the sperm, I know this may sound very unprofessional but we are sorry.” He said with an apologetic look on his face but it was doing nothing to calm the turmoil that seemed to be growing in me with every passing second. “I don’t understand, what do you mean by they made a mistake, I’m so lost in this conversation.” “What I mean is, the sperm of your donor was exchanged with one of our patients and we only got to find out just last week.” My mind was already in many places as he spoke, I was trying my best not to scream, “How are you so sure that it got swapped with somebody else’s own?” I asked. “When the other donor’s own failed he had his team make an investigation about it and they found out that a mistake was made and his sperm was given to someone else, I called you last week because we wanted to conduct a test on you to see if you were the one and his DNA matches very well with the baby, Miss Daphne I’m so sorry for this mistake, we will compensate you for this” for some moment my brain was trying to comprehend everything “ Dr. Ben so what do you want me to do, because the insemination has been done and there is nothing I can do about it. “ Oh yes, Miss there is something you can do about it” a voice spoke from behind me, I turned to see who could have rudely barged into a conversation that is none of their business, but to my greatest surprise it was the spoilt brat bumped into earlier, “you!” I gasped in surprise. “Miss Daphne this is the father of your baby” I looked at Dr. Ben with so much disdain, I don’t want my child to have a father, I want the baby all to myself that’s the reason for going to a sperm agency in the first place. “Excuse me Dr. Ben my baby doesn’t have a father.” “Hello little mouse, you seem to be following me around, I don’t have time for this Dr. Ben, hello miss I don’t care about why you wanted a sperm donor; I don’t want to be far from my child. You have just two options to either terminate this pregnancy or marry me.” “

What?!”