The Surrogate Husband

parking lot in her compound. It was an hectic day at work and her mother

were locked. She took few steps away when her eyes caught a b

he settled in and dropped her hand-bag and files as she retrieved the envelope. It was exactly like the previous ones. She sig

't a simple death. Your father was murdered and you know it but I wondered why you keep quiet about it. Are you possibly afraid of what you will find if you dig in? Wh

the envelope has always been unproductive. She had turned in the previous envelopes but no finger print was found on them. The dashcam of

oking for trouble? I am just getting over father's death. Anyone that fuck with my emotions will be adequately dealt with," Ashley muttered and dragg

s up? Was work hectic? You look fagged out and cold," Logan complained. "I can say the same about you too, you

ned about preserving the family's heritage." Logan responded and winced. "Isn't it too early to be concerned about that? We are just married for five years," Ashley responded. "Common, isn't five years a whole lot of time to mak

over the length of her back in quick successions as he gave her a massage. Ashley leaned in and

uld support that? I think if we try harder, we can make this work," Logan said and undid the hook of her brassiere. "We can indeed make the surrogate work..

"Father picked on you until his death. You've been mother's favourite. I don't want to mess up the sweet relationship we all have now..

iness trip to Africa, he could get someone, you know..." Logan responded

broke away immediately. She picked up he

ed up family," Logan thought and helped himself to a glass of wine. He knew Ashley never loved him. She only married him to redeem her so called promise to her father. He nev