Overprotective Sons & Possessive Husband

Chapter 3: Brielle is Pregnant

Bang!

She held her shoulders as she heard the cold sound of the door closing and felt the scary marks on her wrists. Her eyes were puffy, but she couldn't bring herself to cry, even if it was just a whisper.

Soon after, she heard the outside sound of an automobile engine starting up.

The vehicle drove off into the distance, further and further away, till the engine noise faded. She could no longer bear the thought of his leaving. She quickly closed her eyes and cried uncontrollably.

In this unusual coastline cottage, she entirely surrendered the pure her to an unknown male.

She had previously wondered why he had chosen her. She reasoned that it was because of her status as a commoner that she would be unable to fight for the child's custody rights in the future.

She wasn't sure if this was right or how long she should keep it from her father. Her family's condition had pushed her into a corner, and she was at her wits' end, but she didn't regret it - in fact, she was in no position to regret it.

This thing called pride was too much of a luxury for someone struggling to make ends meet, yet it was also her only route out.

Furthermore, as an adopted kid, her father had always treated her as if she were his own flesh and blood for the past few years. Despite the fact that her adoptive mother and sister disliked her, she had everything she needed in life. As a result, she was already appreciative. Now that the financial crisis had put her family in severe straits, she felt compelled to reciprocate their generosity in some way.

She didn't want to worry about anything else for the time being.

Benjamin would never know that this night had left so many indelible scars in her life, and he would even be unaware of his future interactions with this woman…

…

Dawn. The rays of the morning sun.

Brielle carefully sat herself up the bed and slowly removed the piece of red silk covering her eyes. She covered herself up with the snowy white sheets and walked to the window to pull the curtains wide apart.

However, the rays of the sun were unable to shine into her heart.

From outside came hurried footsteps.

The door swung wide open.

Shocked, Brielle spun around, only to see a dignified and glamorous lady walk in and approach her with an angry face. Obediently walking by her side was the secretary she had signed the surrogacy contract with.

The lady stepped toward her. Standing still, looking all high and mighty, she examined her from head to toe with disgust. Once she lay her eyes on the hickey on her body, she froze.

Brielle anxiously covered her body with the blanket more tightly, but it was unable to hide that love mark on her neck.

Jealousy and anger pricked her eyes. She spoke furiously,

“You’re… You’re that surrogate?!”

Brielle gulped. “Yes… and you are….”

SMACK!

The reply she received was a tight slap to her face!

“You shameless b*tch! You… How dare you… How dare you…” The lady grabbed her hair with rage as her face drained of color.

“Don’t think that by giving birth to his baby, you can use this to gain status! Let me warn you; I am his legitimate fiancée, and you are just a surrogate! Don’t even think of coveting something that is not yours, you understand?!”

Brielle was astounded. She spoke perplexedly,

“I signed the contract, and I am clear about the clauses! I know my place, would you please….”

“It’s good that you understand!” Her chest puffed up as she spoke.

Although she knew, deep down, that if she were fertile, this girl would never come along to give birth to the successor of the Ashford family for him. However, once she was reminded of them tangling in the sheets for an entire night, she could not help but flip out in jealousy!

“You’d better get pregnant from just this once! Don’t even think he’ll touch you again!” she said bitterly and marched off.

Brielle crumpled to the ground, her spirit leaving her body. The secretary hurriedly helped her up.

“Get up! The floor is chilly! Your health is important!”

Two months later.

At the Ashford family’s private hospital, the secretary got a hold of the examination report.

Seven weeks pregnant. Her condition was stable. It was a pair of identical twins.

She took out her phone and reported everything to Benjamin’s assistant. Brielle came out of the examination room. The examination report was of no concern to her. She was now quite like a wooden puppet under anyone’s control.

In any case, she just did what she was supposed to do and went along with everything they had prepared. She needed not to worry about anything else.

The secretary came to her. Giving her a faint smile, she consoled,

“Miss Kinslee, your condition now is very stable. Don’t get too jittery. Ha ha. You don’t have to worry about anything else. Please stay in the villa to take care of the babies for these few months. If you have any requests, please feel free to let me know.”

Brielle looked up and muttered, “I want to see my father.”

Two months ago, she simply left a note behind without saying goodbye. He must be worrying about her!

The secretary tensed up.

“This… Boss has instructed that you are forbidden from going outside.”

“I just want to see my father once. I don’t have any other requests. Can’t you even do just this much?”

At Brielle’s beseeching look, the secretary eventually relented.

“Alright!”

This was originally something hard for her to decide. According to the contract, Brielle was forbidden from going outdoors. However, looking at this poor girl, who had become a surrogate at such a young age, she thought that she must have some difficulties back at home. Thus, without the CEO’s consent, she arranged a time for her to meet her father.

They arranged to meet in a café in the city center.

As soon as Brielle’s father received the message, he hastily made his way there and arrived thirty minutes earlier than the stipulated time. He sat in the private room, fidgeting on his seat. After she left without bidding goodbye, he was so concerned about her that he went through many sleepless nights, tussling and tossing around in bed. His wife even frequently mocked her of being an ungrateful and heartless b*tch in his face, as though she had run away from home with a random scumbag.

Their family was crumbling apart. While the family was in dire straits, the father did not know of her whereabouts. Although when he mysteriously gained a million dollars more in his bank account the following day, he instinctively linked it to her disappearance. He even thought that something bad might have happened to her.

As a matter of fact, Brielle was not his biological daughter. She was unintentionally adopted by him from a welfare center ten years ago. He actually had a biological daughter. The Kinslee family was doing well at that time, and seeing that Brielle was an intelligent and sensible child, he decided to adopt her. He never thought that after he had adopted her, his wife and biological daughter would strongly be against her. He had not minded it at first. Thinking of the little girl’s sensibleness, he thought that she would eventually gain her wife and daughter’s consent.

However, he had been wrong.

Usually, he was too busy to care about the little things happening at home. However, as a father, how would he not know of his wife and daughter bullying her during his absence? Brielle was indeed an intelligent child. Even if she suffered from his wife and daughter’s hands, she never complained to him even once. Thus, he truly felt guilty toward her.

In fact, his family was originally well-off. He had a property on the market that generated stable profits, so they were considered to be living in wealth. However, at the start of the year, a financial storm suddenly swept across the globe, leaving his entire family in shambles.

…

In truth, Henry's family was formerly prosperous. He had a property on the market that generated consistent earnings, so they were regarded wealthy. However, at the start of the year, a financial storm raced across the globe, destroying his entire family. The corporation was always losing money. Many stockholders had their investments withdrawn. When his wife realised the company was about to go bankrupt, she pointed a finger at Brielle and blamed her. This was because, just a year earlier, he had cheerfully spent the money set aside for investments to send daughter to a prestigious dormitory-based high school to study, away from this insignificant home.

According to his wife, if he hadn't made that particular decision back then, the company would not have been harmed by the economic crisis, and the Kinslee family would not have fallen into such a position.

This topic sparked numerous heated debates in the household. When Brielle returned home for the holidays, the mother-daughter duo locked the doors and beat her up while he was gone. As a result, he nearly died of a heart attack.

With his heart racing, he noticed the door being pushed open by someone - the secretary - and Brielle slowly walking in. Her pupils shook slightly as she saw her father. She became teary-eyed but immediately recovered. Her father rose up and looked sceptically at the secretary.

She swiftly left and closed the door for them, realising the gravity of the situation.

"Brielle!" He approached her with a worried expression on his face. He rested his hands on her shoulders and surveyed her from head to toe.

"What have you been doing for the past two months?" Did you realise how worried I was the entire time?"

She looked up at him, embarrassed. Only two months had passed, and his entire head of hair had turned grey, as had the lines on his face. He was concerned about her for several days. He divided his focus between her and the company, settling the mountain of documents stacked up at the company and hunting for her in his spare time. He'd overworked himself.

"Don't worry about me, Dad. "I'm fine," Brielle said confidently. She assisted him in sitting before asking, "How's the company?"

"Did you deposit that sum of money?"

He didn't waste any time getting to the point.

Brielle was taken aback and unsure how to respond. She was surprised for a time before immediately donning a disguise. He gripped the back of her hand firmly.

"Oh, kid. Please tell me the truth. Don't tell me anything. Please don't make me worry about you again, okay?" He instantly had a horrible thought. He sat up upright and asked,

"Did you do something silly?!"

He tried to find hints from her face when her head was bowed and she didn't say anything. He then pointed suspiciously towards the door.

"Who was that lady just now?!"

Brielle was deafeningly quiet for a long time.

"I... I have become a surrogate," she finally admitted, her voice as quiet as an insect's buzzing.

The room went completely silent. As he peered at her in bewilderment, his pupils constricted.

"You… "How could you...?"

"Dad…."