Shanice POV
"You black woman, get your ass out of this place now! How many times do I have to warn you to not see my son anymore?! You're not his type." Mr Edwards, my boyfriend's dad, taunted me for seeing his son again.
"I--I'm sorry sir." I turned to face the ground in complete embarrassment. "I just wanna have a word with him."
"Hey. Wouldn't you leave now? Do you want me to call the police on you?" He threatened me again.
At that point, I became vexatious. How was it my problem that he didn't like the black race? It was his son I liked, not even him. Irritating man.
"Sir." I called, turning to look at him in the eye, frowning at him badly. "Just because you don't like me doesn't mean you can embarrass me, or doesn't mean your son should hate me as well."
He furrowed his brow in shock. He probably didn't think I'd talk back to him. What was he? God?
"Are you seriously talking back at me?" He questioned, obviously becoming flustered.
I scoffed. "And so? Do you think I'll let you talk to me like that? Do I look like a child that you can scold whenever you feel like?"
"You idiot. How…" He grouched, but before he could speak further, I raised my hands in disagreement.
"No no." I said. "If you need respect from others, learn to respect first, ok? I only came here for your son, and not to get insulted for liking your son, huh?"
He started to glare, and let out a huff. "I'll seriously make you regret it! You want my son, and you don't wanna respect me."
"Hey old man. Respect your butt!" I grabbed my bag from the seat on his porch and turned to leave.
About to step out of his compound, I took a last glance at his enraged self, and smirked. "And yeah," I mentioned loudly from my position. "Fuck you." I added, turning to take my leave.
He continued to yell from his doorstep, but I ignored his useless rants completely, and made my way out of the proximity.
Sincerely, I was hurt by what I had just experienced, but I needed to forget about it. If the old man was a racist, at least, the man I loved wasn't. And Aiden even loved me so much. His dad was so unimportant then.
The only hurtful thing was that he had to ruin my date with his son. Goodness knew where Aiden had even gone to. We both planned to go out, so why the heck was he not even home?
I halted for a while, and sighed to console myself. Everything was definitely going to be fine one day.
Turning to the next street, I headed to Jill's house first. I needed to inform her about the job I saw online. I only wondered if she was going to accept it. It wasn't so good but her mom's surgery was so important. The woman was literally close to death.
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Jill
I stepped out of the kitchen after washing the plates for a while, and joined Shanice in my living room. She had been there for a short time, so I needed to attend to her before doing my other chores.
"Sup girl?" I greeted her, as I sat on a stool in her front.
"Hey." She returned my greetings faintly, and obviously wore a forceful smile.
I reached her hands, and tucked it into mine, already seeming worried by her unexcited tone. "Are you ok?" I asked faintly.
"Oh girl." She gauged an anxious laughter. "I'm fine. I'm just so tired."
"Ok." I smiled, although I clearly didn't believe her. "So...why did you come over? And without Beth?"
"Oh that." She set her gaze on me, and moved closer a bit. "I got a job for you. I don't know if you'll be able to do it, but I think you have to."
I raised a brow at her, and pouted in confusion. "What's that? You know I can do absolutely any job right now. I badly need one."
"Ok." She inhaled softly. "You're sure?"
"Yeah." I whined and poked her arms with my finger. "Go on now. I've got things to do."
She swallowed, and looked so hesitant. What was with this girl?
"I…" She mentioned, and paused for a while, shutting her eyes like she was nervous. "I want you to do a surrogate job. An agency is seeking for it." She uttered
I lifted my brows, and sneered. "Stop joking now ok? You don't have to be a clown all the time."
"I'm serious Jill." She assured me, looking so serious. Her serious look got me a little scared. What was she even saying? Maybe she meant a different surrogacy from the one I knew.
I released my hands from hers, and raised it a little. "Wait girl." I said. "What surrogacy are you speaking of?"
"I know how you see this Jill." She sighed again. "But I'm serious. A surrogate mother is what I'm speaking of. Try it please."
"Are you crazy?" I retorted. "Don't you know how risky that is. What about the requirements? Huh?"
She rubbed her palm against her forehead, and leaned forward to me. "Girl. The requirements are set. Your age, your health status, your mental status. Everything is set."
I swallowed, and looked away from her stare. "But w--what about a successful pregnancy?" I asked faintly.
"Liam? What about him?" She announced, turning my face to hers.
"But…"
"Don't 'but' anything Jill. You aren't a child for goodness sake. You're twenty three." She tried to convince me.
I lowered my head in confusion, and grumbled. "Oh shit. Why does this have to be me? I seriously didn't expect my life to be this horrible."
"Oh sweetheart." She moved closer to cuddle me. "Life is a weird thing that doesn't work smoothly. Everything is for a while. Believe me." She consoled, patting my back gently.
"Thank you." I whispered in her ear, and pulled away.
She smiled. "You're welcome."
Grabbing her bag from the seat space beside her, she stood up from the couch, and smiled gently at me.
"Alright girl," She said, turning to the door. "That's why I came. And, ensure to inform me on your decision. I hope you think wisely on this."
"Ok."
As she was about to open the door, I called her name out, and hurried to her, grinning teasingly at her.
She corked a brow at me. "Why...are you grinning? That's weird."
"Hmm," I poked her arm. "Tell me about your date. What's popping?"
"Oh that." She mentioned in a low tone, turning to face the floor. Something was definitely wrong.
I moved forward, and held her hands in mine. "Is there a problem?" I asked faintly.
She swallowed and faced me, her eyes already welling in tears. "It's Aiden's dad. He's back to complaining about his son and I. The man's just so annoying."
"Aww," I caressed her chin. "I understand that. Don't feel bad dear. At least, Aiden doesn't have a problem with you."
She sniffed. "Yes. That's the truth. It's just so embarrassing. He keeps on doing it over and over again, and Aiden isn't even saying anything about it."
I moved forward, and hugged her tightly. "That enough dear. Don't waste your time crying for someone that isn't worth your tears."
"Yes."
She pulled away, and rubbed her face to stop crying. "Thank you." She said. "I'll be on my way now. Ensure you give me feedback."
"Ok dear." I smiled, and waved at her as she made her way out of my house.
Shutting the door, I inhaled hardly and brushed my hands against my face. Everything was just so hard. Surrogacy? That was damn risky for me.
But as much as it was risky for me, not taking a fast action could also risk my mom's life. She had limited time to live.
Oh Lord, what could I do?!
JaceThe burning sensation in Trisha's eyes could be felt round my body. I was well prepared for whatever she was going to say when we got home. I seriously didn't know why she had a problem with coming to the hospital for a solution to get a child, but all I knew was that we needed one after three years of being married.She glimpsed at me with her angry eyes, and immediately turned back to staring at the doctor. Her actions made me so sad, but at the point we were, I had decided to tolerate her attitude no matter what would happen.Being barren wasn't a good thing at all, especially the fact that we could buy anything that needed money to pay for. How could a billionaire possibly not have an heir? So upsetting."This is your final result." The doctor cleared his throat, and stretched a packaged envelope to me.I jerked out of my thoughts
I turned from Trisha's dirty look, and set my gaze on the doctor. "We are doing this." I mentioned to him, and he let out a sigh."No. We aren't." She disagreed lucidly, facing the doctor too.We glanced at each other with irky eyes, and turned back to the doctor. Frankly, we were a really terrible couple. But although we were so different in personality, I was ever willing to have her by my side."Mr Ford, we are doing it and it's final." I announced to the doctor, glaring at him like he was the one who got me angry.Trisha stood from her seat, and hit her hands against the table. "We aren't!" She cried, panting like a mad animal.At that point, all I needed to do was to give her some sweet talks. I knew my wife well enough. She wasn't an easy going person. Convincing her was the only option I had left."Woah woah." Mr For
Jill"Common!" Shanice snarled from the threshold of the door, holding Liam's hand in hers."Oh gosh." I whispered, packing the remaining documents the surrogate agency had asked for."Yes mom, common!" Liam criedwith his tiny voice as well, causing me to chuckle. He was such a clown.I rushed to arrange the documents into my bag, and hurried to them. "Oh Shanice, you're so troublesome. I told you I was coming." I ranted, grabbing my boy from her hold as we stepped out."Bye nanny!" Liam screamed to Maggie who was shutting the door as we trampled out of the house.Shanice stopped a taxi driver immediately, and told him where we were heading for. Without wasting time, he asked us to enter the car. And soon, he was on the road.I only hoped our appointment wasn't going to be
JillI widened my eyes in shock, and suddenly began to cry within me. Why was she disagreeing? I thought they appreciated me.Honestly, as soon as I entered the doctor's office and my eye caught theirs, the wife of the big guys I wanted to do the surrogacy for, had been eyeing me crazily like she had known me a really long time ago. She stared like I had done something unacceptable to her in the past. Who the heck was she? Rich people, so disgusting!But at the point I was in my life, getting annoyed wasn't the best thing to do. I didn't even know the amount of money they were going to pay me. And staring at them, they seemed like they were going to give me some really great amount. And also, the doctor had said that it was their first child after three years of being married. I could imagine how determined they'd be. But with her actions, they weren't so determined after all.
"Jace!" She was finally able to cry, hurrying to her husband like a child who was about to weep for a chocolate. "Y-you see what this thing is doing? She's insulting me."I kept my simper, and badly tried to refrain from the itch to burst into laughter. She was actually crying like my Liam. That was a really weird thing from a grown up lady like her. I guessed it was one thing about rich people. They always pretended to be some strong guys, but they were truly fragile.Her husband, Jace, didn't say anything but stare at her, looking so concerned for some reason. I was surprised by that because I expected him to yell back at me. His actions were so shocking. I thought all affluent and cute guys were cold all the time. Wow.She screwed up her face at him and hit against his arm, which clearly made him jerk out of his thoughts. I wondered what he was thinking.The doctor turned to me,
Jace"What else do you want sir?" My secretary, Brittany, questioned again, arranging the jumbled files she had in her hands.I sighed, almost getting frustrated as she kept on asking that. "Nothing." I said. "I'm fine for now. I'll let you know if I need anything. Ok?""O--ok sir." She stuttered, and trampled out of my office.I shook my head in disgust of how clumsy she always was, and decided to ignore it. No matter how tired or frustrated I could ever be, I never wanted to vent it on anyone.I leaned the back of my head against my chair, and breathed out heavily again. I was just so tired of everything that was going on in my life.After the day we went to the hospital for an implantation, every other day had been so terrible for me. Trisha started off by refusing to talk to me and also disturbed every of the worke
I gulped in, my chest vibrating from my hard heart beats, and my fingers turning cold as a result of my shivering state. Couldn't I seriously be my normal self? It literally wasn't the first time I'd have doubt about a particular thing. Why was I even so nervous?"Hello Mr Ford." I was finally able to say something. "How are you doing sir?""Oh hi there." He greeted in his usual serious tone. "I'm doing very great. And you?""Oh me? I--I'm doing fine." I lied, stuttering like I was being threatened to not speak."Alright then."He was quiet for a while, and that somewhat annoyed me. I could sense that he was doing something else over the phone. Did he think I was in for such shit?"So why did you call me now? What's up?" I broke the silence, being so impatient.He still remained silent, exacerbating my confused and quaking sel
JillI froze like a Christmas tree and gawked as Jace rested his head on my shoulder. What was going on? Was this man crazy?"Thank you." He broke the weird silence between us. "Thank you so much."As he held my waist, and as there was barely an inch between us, my heart raced like I was about to be murdered. How could he seriously be hugging me? And also, why was he thanking me?"M-mr. Flores?" I gripped in fear. "Is there something wrong? W-why are you so close to me?"He flinched as he held me, and gasped like he realized something, opening his eyes widely like a drunk man who suddenly became sober."Miss Grayson." He called in almost a whisper. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry."That was it. This man was a confused person, and was causing a confusion for me as well.I lifted a brow at him,