When my husband convinced me to carry his boss’s child, I thought I was making a sacrifice for our family’s future. I had no idea I was being used as a pawn in a scheme that would destroy everything I held dear.
I never imagined I’d be telling this story. If someone had warned me five years ago that the man I loved would turn my body into a bargaining chip, I would’ve called them crazy. But I wasn’t his partner. I was his stepping stone.
My Husband Forced Me to Be a Surrogate for His Boss to Get Promotion — but His True Motive Turned Out to Be Even WorseMy Husband Forced Me to Be a Surrogate for His Boss to Get Promotion — but His True Motive Turned Out to Be Even Worse
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Doug and I’d been married for seven years when it all started. We had our son Ethan, who’d just turned five. Money was tight, but we were managing. Doug worked at a massive marketing firm downtown, always chasing the next promotion. I did freelance graphic design from home so I could be there for Ethan.
His boss, Monica, was something else entirely. Early 40s, designer everything, the kind of woman who could make you feel small just by glancing at you. She had this way of calling me “sweetheart” that made my skin crawl.
On the night Doug came home with his brilliant idea, he had this excited and nervous look on his face.
“Babe, I need to talk to you about something,” he said, dropping his briefcase by the door.
I looked up from helping Ethan with his dinosaur puzzle. “What’s up?”
“Monica’s going through something really personal right now. She can’t have kids. Some medical thing. And she’s looking for a surrogate.” He sat down across from me. “She asked me today if I knew anyone responsible. Someone trustworthy. I immediately thought of? you.”
