A Surrogate's Deal of Blood and Love!

"Winnie, why are you so quiet, you idiot?" The shout that came from the voice of a well-built man made the daydreaming Winnie jump in surprise.

Winnie had been a housekeeper at a hotel in San Antonio for the past five months. She had to work hard because her crazy mother had been arrested for drugs and her mother was in so much debt that her house was about to be seized by the bank.

The fat man was her boss, he walked up to her with eyes that always looked lustful as he stared at Winnie.

"Or do you want to be my sex slave, without having to work like this?" he whispered, one of his big hands groping Winnie's ass.

Quickly, Winnie pushed her boss's body away. "Don't ever touch me again! Or I'll report you to the police!" she threatened.

Winnie wanted to hit the old man, but still, as a poor person, she would lose.

"Damn it. Do you think you're the only beautiful woman here? Many employees want to sleep with me!" the old man replied, balancing his body again.

He walked up to Winnie and grabbed her chin firmly.

"You are nothing but a trashy woman, Winnie! If you continue like this, with your arrogant nature, you will be hated by everyone here!" he warned.

"I can fire you right now. How's that?"

"Winnie, VIP room 25, would like her room cleaned immediately." One of the employees who was there broke the tension between the two of them.

He seemed surprised to see Winnie being treated harshly by his boss.

"Quick, do it properly, shit!" Because someone saw him torturing Winnie, the old man quickly walked out of the employee-only room.

"Winnie, are you okay?" He ran over to Winnie and hugged her body which was now shaking from crying.

"We should report him to the police, Winnie!" said Frans– her friend and manager at the hotel.

"Report him? What if I end up being the one accused again?" replied Winnie with tears in her eyes.

Frans was silent, it was true that if we had money, everything could be solved easily.

"I'm going back to work ... Frans, please don't tell anyone what that damn man did to me!" Winnie said as she wiped away the tears on her cheeks as she walked away to do her work.

With blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very sexy-looking body, 25-year-old Winnie Amberlynn is every man's dream. She could have left her current job and become a prostitute. But she didn't want to do that.

She was so traumatized and disgusted that her mother was always changing men and screaming for help because her boyfriends always treated her badly. So her mother became a drug addict and a dealer too.

This, in turn, ruined her life. And Winnie didn't want to be like her mom.

She pressed the doorbell, waiting for someone in the VIP room to open the door, soon after, the door was opened by a woman.

Winnie's eyes widened in disbelief, she also shook her head, this couldn't be happening.

"Winnie ...."

"Forgive me, you have the wrong person. I'm an employee here and just wanted to clean the room-"

"Where have you been all this time, Winnie?" interrupted the woman.

"Where is that woman? What did she do to you to make you work like this?" she asked again.

Winnie smiled smugly, fixing the woman with a hateful glare.

"Are you playing dumb?"

"The person who should be asking is me ... Where have you and your favorite father been? Why didn't you try to find me?" the woman continued.

What exactly was the relationship between the two of them?

"Honey, is the officer here yet?" said a man walking towards the door.

His eyes stared at a blonde woman standing outside the door, obviously making the man surprised as well.

"What is she doing here?"

"Forgive me, I'll send another officer to clean your room." Winnie quickly left there.

What exactly was the relationship between Winnie and that VIP customer? Why were their reactions so tense?

"She must be stalking us!" the man said.

"Oh Gosh. We should change hotels immediately!" he continued.

"Shut up, Oliver! I -- I'm still in shock that she's suddenly here ..."

Winnie and Whitney are separated twin sisters. Since childhood, they have been separated due to their divorced parents.

Whitney lived with her father in New York, her father an official in the United States. While Winnie lives with her mother, a woman who always makes trouble, living in poverty for many years.

Amberlynn's family–Whitney's father's family, hated Winnie's mother because, to them, she was a bad luck woman who could give the family a bad name. So, they kicked her out. And unluckily, it was Winnie who was taken in by her mother and became the bad luck lady!

"No! We have to go now, Whitney! I don't want them to ruin your life and your family!"

Whitney's husband–Oliver Genevieve, was a wealthy man in UK, but when his business expanded to the United States, he decided to move there for a while and accidentally met Whitney.

And now he is a very successful businessman both in the US and the UK.

Seeing her husband so protective of her, Whitney smiled bitterly. Because until now, she had not been able to provide Genevieve's family with offspring.

They both decided to go on a vacation to San Antonio to relieve the sadness of knowing the painful facts about their little family.

"Oliver, don't think too much about it. Because for now, she's not important to us," Whitney said.

"But, Honey-"

"You're trying to avoid our problems, aren't you? By exaggerating Winnie's presence?" guessed Whitney.

Oliver sat down next to her and took her hand.

Oliver's sigh was visible on Whitney's face. "I don't care, even if we both don't have children, I'll still be faithful to you ... Even my family doesn't mind-"

"I heard your parents want grandchildren so badly, they're even worried that Genevieve's family won't have a successor!" he explained with a face full of annoyance and sadness mixed.

Her husband and his family loved her very much. However, Whitney as a wife naturally felt like a failure because she couldn't have children.

She has an autoimmune disease, so doctors do not recommend her to have children from her womb. While it is still possible to conceive, it can also increase the risk of complications during pregnancy. So, Oliver, who loves his wife very much, doesn't want that to happen. They should live happily and maybe one day, adopt a child.

"What about the New Year's holiday, do you want us to go to-"

"Stop it, Oliver! You always change the subject when I talk about our future, for Genevieve's family." Once again, Whitney interrupted her husband.

"So, you want me to force you to get pregnant, right? And that could be bad for the future! Both for you and the baby! I don't want to take any chances!" explained Oliver, who tried hard to keep a low profile when he learned that his wife was not advised to get pregnant due to her illness.

There was no conversation between them for several minutes. Because both of them hurt each other if they kept remembering the situation.

Just as Oliver was about to stand up from his seat, Whitney raised her voice again, "What about surrogacy? Oliver, didn't your friend do the same thing?"

The question came out of Whitney's mouth, who knows how long his wife had been thinking about it? However, it made Oliver's anger flare up again. Perhaps this was the first time, Oliver showed his angry expression to his wife.

"And now, the one who needs to shut up is you, Whitney Amberlynn!"

"As husband and wife, we need to talk about our future!" Whitney replied.

"Our future? Haven't I given everything for both of our happiness? Is that not enough for you?"

"As a husband and wife whose family needs offspring, I would say not enough. But, if we both lived simply, unlike today, I would say enough, even if we didn't have children," Whitney said.

An answer that made Oliver's heart cry. Given that his family needed offspring for Genevieve's company, it certainly required that they both have offspring.

Oliver is currently the only child in Genevieve's family, as his brother passed away when he was still a teenager. So his parents relied heavily on him.

"I'm sorry, Whitney. I know we should have children. But I don't want to do it with another woman!"

After saying that, Oliver left the hotel room. He wanted to get some fresh air. But when he walked to the gazebo, he met Winnie again.

"I want to talk to you!" Oliver said with his hunter eyes that made Winnie's heart race because it was so scary.

"I won't bother Whitney! My life is already difficult. So, this meeting was completely accidental!" Winnie said in a quiet voice. Because no one knew this fact.

Although many people who knew her, often said that Winnie looked a lot like Oliver's wife. But Winnie was quick to deny it and tried her best to look different from Whitney. Because she didn't want anything to do with her twin.

But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't deny that she and Whitney were twins.

Winnie had blonde hair, like her father, while Whitney had jet-black hair like her mother. That was the only difference between the two of them. However, Winnie also did her makeup in a Latin style. So that people around her would no longer associate her with Whitney.

"Quick, come with me!" Without asking first, Oliver pulled Winnie's arm to a place where there were no people around.

"Let go of me, this hurts! I'll scream!" Winnie tried to remove her arm from Oliver but was unsuccessful as her strength was no match for Oliver's.

After making sure no one was there, Oliver stopped his steps and looked directly at Winnie.

Even in his heart, he said, "Oh God, she looks so much like my wife."

"Don't ever tell anyone that you're Whitney's twin! If you dare to take that risk, then you'll suffer the consequences!" Oliver warned while glaring at Winnie.

Instead of being scared, this time Winnie laughed as if she underestimated Oliver's threat.

"If I wanted to do it, I would have done it a long time ago! But, until now, you didn't care at all, right? I don't care about you two at all. Shouldn't the one who hates you be me? Because I'm a victim of that damn family! They threw me away as if I wasn't their flesh and blood! They separated me from Whitney on purpose! Just because when I was little, my mom chose me to live with her. Why do I look like a criminal to you now? That damn family should be the ones apologizing to me!"

For a long time, Winnie harbored deep pain because she was so tormented by being dumped by her father's family and separated from her twin sister.

"What did they say about me that you hate me? Oh or did Whitney tell you that she has a twin sister so she's so embarrassed?"

Because someone called Winnie's name, Oliver left immediately. Although he was not content to warn the blonde woman not to ruin his wife's life. Although in truth, his wife's life was fine. But since he and his wife were having problems, then anyone would be an easy target for him to vent his emotions.

"Winnie, are you okay?" asked Frans–her friend who cared about her the most.

"Frans, I never bothered that damn family! Why am I being blamed now?" asked Winnie with tears in her eyes. To be honest, she felt sad and disgusted. She had always referred to her father's family as a damn family.

For never giving her a decent life.

The only person who knew the facts about Winnie's family was her best friend, Frans.

"I will always be by your side, Winnie. Whatever you want to do, I will help you." Frans took Winnie into his arms, giving comfort to the poor blonde woman.

"Is your job here just to make out?" The voice of the woman they knew so well. The two of them quickly broke the embrace.

"Winnie, you still have a job to clean the tables in the restaurant!" the woman said again with her arms folded across her chest.

"Isn't that your job?" asked Winnie who didn't want to be constantly interrupted by others.

The woman walked towards her with eyes that always showed hatred towards her. She don't even know why that woman hated Winnie so much.

Winnie had never once taken care of her life.

"Then, I'll tell the boss that you're lazy. And you'll be fired immediately. How about it?" she asked, threatening her of course.

"Fuck off. Fuck you! Just because you're now his bitch, doesn't mean all your work can be done by other employees!"

Did she think Winnie would give up? Oh, of course not!

"You fucking bitch! Are you jealous of me?"

"Pardon me? Jealous?" Winnie smiled smugly as if belittling the bitch.

The woman's eyes looked westward and knew her boss was walking over to check on the conditions in the gazebo.

At that moment, she made a sly move.

"Aw! It hurts! Why did you slap me?"

Of course, this caught the attention of her boss. Because the bitch's screams were quite loud.

"What happened?" her boss asked as he walked towards them.

"Winnie slapped me because she didn't want to do her job!" she replied. Of course, it was bullshit.

"Damn it. Who do you think you are? Have you forgotten that you still have to work here because of your mother's debt to me?" Her boss, who of course believed the bitch, immediately scolded her.

It turned out to be true. When she was about to be evicted from her own house because it was about to be seized by the bank, Winnie begged her boss to lend her money because if her house was seized, then she would have nowhere to live.

At first, her brash boss doesn't want to give her the loan for free, in the sense that she has to become his prostitute first. Winnie refused.

But luckily, the boss's wife knew that Winnie needed help. So, the boss's wife helps her out.

How could her fucking boss have such a nice wife?

"No, Sir! She's lying! Winnie didn't touch her skin at all!" Frans immediately came to Winnie's defense because he was there.

"Frans, why do you still want to be friends with her? Do you want to be a drug dealer like her mother? How would your parents react if they knew their son was friends with a drug dealer's son?"

"Okay then, what about the CCTV? Is the CCTV there not working properly?" Frans asked challenging the bitch.

Instantly, the woman's face turned into panic. And her boss who noticed the difference in the woman's face immediately tried to defend her. Even though he knew her employee was lying.

"Frans, if you interfere once again, then I will fire you!" he threatened.

Frans' position at that time was already the hotel manager. It was a pretty good position to be in.

Suddenly, Winnie's hand was pulled by her boss who walked over to the customers who were sunbathing there and some were swimming.

"Attention, Everyone ... I'd like to ask your opinion!" her boss said, making the customers turn their eyes towards Winnie.

"She just slapped one of the employees here for not doing her job. Do you think I should fire her? Or let her keep working here since she owes me so much?"

Meanwhile, from the south, Whitney was watching a show that embarrassed her twin sister.

"Look at her, she's acting like her mom now!" said Oliver, who was unknowingly behind Whitney.

"Winnie would never do that! She's being slandered!" Whitney replied with confidence.

Even though they had been separated for a long time. A twin sister's instincts can never be wrong.

Whitney now looked at her husband with a serious face. "Oliver... What if she becomes the surrogate mother for Genevieve's future offspring? Won't no one realize that it's not me carrying our child, but my twin?"

How would Oliver answer? And what made Whitney suddenly think of making her twin a surrogate mother for her future child?