Chapter 1

Three years after breaking up with Adrian Whitmore, he came looking for a surrogate, while I was competing for the highest surrogacy commission.

When our eyes met, his lips curled into a cold sneer.

"Didn't you marry into a wealthy family carrying some bastard back then?"

"How did you fall so low that you need to make money through surrogacy? Is it because you didn't give birth to a son?"

I gripped the agency's business card tightly in my hand and said nothing.

"Kneel and beg me. Maybe I'll consider giving you a chance."

I lowered my eyes and knelt down.

"Mr. Whitmore, I'm sorry. Please."

He stared at me for a long time before throwing the contract in front of me.

"Since you love having other people's children so much, you'll keep doing it until I'm satisfied."

For five years, I gave birth to three children for him.

During the third delivery, I had a sudden amniotic fluid embolism. They had to remove my uterus to save my life.

The anesthesia had barely worn off when he tossed the termination agreement on my bedside.

"Buying your reproductive rights was my worst decision. You'll work off the penalty as a lifetime nanny."

I closed my eyes, my mind filled with my mother's critical condition notice and the astronomical surgery costs.

"Can I use my heart to pay for the final payment?"

He frowned, examining my pale face.

"Your heart? How much is it worth?"

I took out the report showing my heart was a match for his wife's.

I was dying.

This was the last thing I could do for him, for my mother.