Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Who's the Children’s Father?


In the maternity ward of the hospital.

"Spread your legs a bit more, wider!" The pain deep within caused Stellan Storm to shiver uncontrollably. Seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead and her pained expression, the doctor was considerate, comforting her, "The birthing process

is quite painful. Just hang in there."

"Okay." She nodded through the pain.

"Yes, I must!" Encouraging herself aloud.

Just a month ago, Storm's Group went bankrupt. Her father took his own life in despair, and overnight, she went from being a privileged heiress to a girl drowning in debt.

When creditors cornered her with nowhere to run, Mrs. Marigold appeared like a saving angel in her time of need, "My son was severely injured and has been in a coma for two years, still not awakening. We need a girl with a clean family history to be a surrogate and give us an heir. In exchange, I will settle all of your family's debts."

The woman's terms were clear; if she gave birth to their child, then she had to leave and promise never to make contact again.

Those were the conditions set by Mrs. Marigold, and Stellan was in no position to refuse.

pregnant as they hoped

arranged the best prenatal care for her; nannies, nutritionists, and doctors

must follow the dietary plan. It's

some time now, and I'm carrying children. I still haven't seen my husband, but my morning sickness is over, and given my

her but, strangely, never allowed her to see her husband, nor

awakens, you'll meet

it because his injuries were too gruesome, or

Marigold had arranged for the surgery at three in the afternoon. As the operation time approached, Mrs.

Moments later...

"Bang."

and Mrs. Marigold burst out

but she was silenced by the sting of a

treacherous woman, I never would've pegged you for such a conniving snake!" Mrs. Marigold

"Mom, what are

ask?" Mrs. Marigold was seething as she

a paternity test comparing her vegetative son's

bold letters so stark that

be!" Stellan asserted with conviction, "I've been with no one else. How can these babies not be his? There

clear, and you're still trying to squirm your way out of it!" Mrs. Marigold was beside herself with rage, lunging forward to grab her collar and hissing, "Stellan, to think you've

to her knees,

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