Chapter 12

Chloe's POV

I stormed out of Ethan's house, my anger boiling over like a heated storm. Anger at Ethan for supporting that miserable girl over his own birth mother, anger at that pathetic excuse for a surrogate mother, anger at myself for insisting that Ethan got me someone to bear our child.

One of Ethan's guards rushed to me to escort me outside, but I shooed him off with an impatient wave of my habd I didn't need his help, or that of anyone else who worked with him to feel better. Ethan and his cronies could go to hell for all I cared.

And what was worse was how he'd threatened me when I'd opened my mouth to defend his mother. What was wrong with him? Had that puny surrogate mother charmed him so well he didn't know where his priorities lied again?

I pushed open the door and walked out. The cool evening air did little to soothe my hatred and anger as I made my way to my car. Frustration made me clench my fists, and I could feel my heart beating erratically in my chest, drowning out