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.

they hoped for, with

best prenatal care for her; nannies, nutritionists, and doctors on call around

must follow the dietary plan.

I've been married into the family for some time now, and I'm carrying children. I still haven't seen my husband, but my morning sickness is over, and given my medical

see her husband, nor

"Once he awakens, you'll meet him. For now, just focus on your

kept from meeting him. Was it because his injuries were too gruesome, or because his appearance was frightful? Was Mrs. Marigold afraid she'd flee in

as if it was about to burst. Bearing triplets, she required a cesarean delivery. Mrs. Marigold had arranged for the surgery at three in the afternoon. As the operation time approached, Mrs. Marigold's absence and a twinge of pain in her abdomen

Moments later...

"Bang."

the door to the room flung open, and Mrs. Marigold

Stellan began, but she was silenced by the sting of a

pegged you

perplexed, "Mom, what

seething as she flung the DNA

vegetative son's

bold letters so stark

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

Mrs. Marigold was beside herself with rage, lunging forward to grab her collar and

her knees, a flow of liquid signaling

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