His Rejected Surrogate

CHAPTER 6: Unanswered Query

It was already two in the morning, but the people inside the hospital were still busy as a bee. My mom’s operation was successful, so she was placed in the ward. My clients came here earlier to let me sign the contract and I asked if I could ask for some advance payment. Luckily, they just agreed, and I was so relieved. What bothers me most is that Lance still pretends not to know me, and even if I don’t have the right to feel hurt, I still do.

"So you're telling me, that the husband of your client is no other than the handsome customer that you keep talking about? And not just that, the shocking revelation was, that guy was the ‘husband’. Am I hearing it right?"

Roxanne questioned after I told him everything. He came here to the hospital as soon as his shift is over, so he went here a little late.

"Tone down your voice, my sister might hear you." I gestured to him to keep it low. We were outside the ward and my sister is inside sleeping beside my mom.

“So, can you enlighten me? Did I hear it right?”

I nodded then answered, “Yes, you are right. What confuses me and pisses me off was that he didn’t even recognize me. Or did he? Did he pretend not to know me at all?”

I sip the Starbucks coffee that he bought for me. I felt so relieved feeling a warm liquid flowing down my stomach. It was true that I didn’t eat anything yesterday, except that sandwich that my sister prepared.

Roxanne raised an eyebrow and examined my face.

“I think he’s hiding something.”

“What do you mean?”

He moved closer so that we are just inches away. He leaned forward and whispered, “He’s cheating on him.”

I sprung back to my seat and shook my head.

“I don’t think so. How will you say that he cheated when we never had a relationship?”

“Hun, no label is still a label. Since he’s flirting with you, it means he wants to f*ck you too.”

“What?!” I blurted out. "Watch your words, Rox."

He pats my head then combs my hair. He smiled mischievously as he spoke, “You don’t get it, hun. That guy comes for you every night. He even pays big time just to talk to you the whole time. Who’s oblivious enough not to get it?”

“Roxy, it’s you who doesn’t get it.” I shifted closer and talked softly.

“There was a night when we went into the private room. I was expecting that he'll do a move on me. I might say that he did, but we stopped in the middle, saying that everything was wrong, that he was sorry about it..” I took a deep breath and continued. "And he also told me to forget him."

A sudden pang hit my heart, recalling our last encounter. Those words hit differently especially when I still hear his voice in my head.

But why did he come and visit me in the first place?

“Wait, he stopped in the middle of your lovemaking? And did you let that happen?”

“What do you mean?”

“Did you not strip dance in front of your crush?” He exclaimed.

I sealed his mouth with my hand as the people who were passing by looked our way.

“Roxy!” I retrieve my hand and frown at him.

“Oh my innocent, Amanda. If people knew how innocent and delicate you were, they wouldn’t judge you as they do now.”

“Honestly, I was willing to give it to him. I come to the realization that there’s no need to save it for marriage since I don’t know if I’ll get married or not after this job. And you know, I don’t want to give birth when I’m a hundred percent virgin, it doesn’t sound right at all. So, I realize, okay. I'll give my virginity to him, since I like him so much. But then, this happened. I supposed, maybe he was just completely gay."

I explained myself. Roxanne doesn’t look convinced though.

“Oh, my, my Amanda. I'll tell you, hun, he’s not gay! I can’t feel a connection at all. The gay-connection, ya know? And in my case huh, I wouldn’t book a girl for my own benefits. I would love to book for a handsome, hot guy to enjoy my night. So, in my conclusion, he’s not gay.”

“That can’t be.”

“Who knows? Maybe he hella likes you but since he was already married, he can’t push through liking you more in respect to his partner. And he’s hiding the fact that he goes to the bar and meets you. What do you think?”

I scrunched my brows, trying to get everything to make sense.

“I better ask him in person. Should I do that?”

“You go, girl! It was my first time hearing you being head over heels to someone. I think you deserve to know the truth.”

Sighing, I get my phone and look at the message. It was from Lance. It reads ‘We need to have a schedule as soon as possible.’ I turned to look at Roxanne and said,

“I think I’ll need to do that. And Roxanne, one more thing.”

“Yes, my girl?”

“Please make fake documents for me. I cannot face my family if they will know I had this terrible job.”

My plan was to let my family know that I went abroad to work, so they will not be seeing me for a couple of months.

“You got my back. I’ll let you know if they’re ready.”

“Thanks, Rox. I really appreciate it. You’re such a life-saver.”

“Of course, my dear! You’re that precious to me. I was thinking, If I were a guy, I would date you. But since I’m not, I would’ve stolen your boyfriends.”

"If you were straight, with that looks and nice b*tt, I'll surrender my virginity to you,"

"Eww, that's gross. Ughh, I can imagine that sticky, gross thing in your, ughh."

I chuckled and shook my head. After a few minutes, I walked Roxanne out of the hospital. I told him that he should go home and take a rest. After sending him home, I also went inside the ward. My sister is sleeping peacefully beside my mom, hugging her. I pulled their blanket and fix it. I also settled down on the sofa and took a nap. Tomorrow, I will surely ask him directly and get an answer from him.

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The next day, I decided to go to my client’s house, since it’s Saturday and they told me that they are free.

Their light green gate was slightly open, so I press the doorbell twice and waited outside.

“Are they home?” I wondered. I sneak inside and see their two cars in the parking lot, so I think they are in.

I pressed the doorbell once more, but no one answered. So I entered through the gate and walked slowly towards the front door. Their front door was left ajar, so I decided to take the risk and enter.

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