A Mistaken Surrogate for the Ruthless Billionaire

Lulu bridge finds herself entangled in a web of being a surrogate for a billionaire who’s as ruthless as he’s feared, but what happens when she starts to breech their contract where there should never be any feelings involved.

THERE'S BEEN A MIX UP

"I'm sorry, the pregnancy was not successful."

Lulu Bridge put the phone down and cried in her hands.

She had tried all sorts of things but yet she couldn't conceive.

Her biggest dream in life was to become a mother.

"Why am I being punished so much?" She cried in her hands as her husband, Alex Moore, wrapped his arms around her.

"It's okay, we will conceive," he snuggled her even closer.

"I'm tired Alex."

"Why don't we go down to the hospital for an IVF?"

"Do you think it will be successful this time? Do we have enough money for one?"

Alex had been fired for a long time so Lulu had to work multiple jobs.

"We will make enough money."

She dried her tears, this was why she loved her husband the most, even after being married for four years, Alex still loved her so much.

He kissed her forehead, "anything to make your dream come true."

Sure his family hated her and broke ties with her for not being able to produce a proper grand child.

"But what if it still fails?" She had this sudden fear envelope her.

"Then we will adopt a child," he assured her.

"I love you so much Alex."

"Not as much as I do."

Three months later

Her hands were still trembling as she held the report in her hands, "I'm truly pregnant after all these time."

Her eyes were blinded by so much tears that she couldn't see the road ahead.

She was too excited that she couldn't help but call Alex even though he would be at work.

There was no response.

"We are finally going to be parents!"

She kept chanting these words before finally pulling a taxi over.

She went home, staring intensely at the paper, would it disappear if she looked away.

"Tonight calls for intense celebration, I should pull out my most sexy outfit, and cook the most luxurious dinner for my husband!"

She set to cooking.

She made a delicious banquet of all of his favorite food.

She looked through her wardrobe, she didn't have a sexy enough lingerie.

She didn't enjoy sex these days as it was a reminder of her barrenness but not anymore.

"I'll go shopping for the most revealing lingerie!" She took her wallet and hurried out of the house before he could show up.

On her way home, she drove past Emery Andrew's house.

"Stop!" She yelled at the taxi.

"But this is not the destination you asked for ma'am," the driver was surprised.

"Yes I know," she shrugged, hurrying to pay him.

Emery was her best friend since high school, the two had been close ever since, she was the only person who would