Little Cute Wife

Chapter 1 The Cool Operating Table

Jessica Wilson was lying on the cool operating table gazing at the dazzling surgical lamp.

The doctor took out a long duct and transfused sperm inside her body.

“Push the sperm inside.”

“Keep it slow.”

“Great. It goes smoothly.”

Jessica felt a mixture of things when she heard what the doctor said.

She was 18 years old but it never occurred to her that she would get herself involved in surrogate pregnancy.

Jessica was the one-in-a-million choice for the surrogate pregnancy.

She didn’t know that she should be happy or sad.

She needed money and she had no choice because her father was arrested in jail and her mom was at the point of death.

Jessica went out of the operating room with the nurse.

A few moments later, a middle-age woman in a professional look was walking over to her.

“Miss Wilson, the operation went smoothly. And as for your mom, we already found the best doctor for her.” Said by Rachel Murray who was the assistant of the person, who paid for Jessica for the surrogate. “According to the contact we sighed, once you are pregnant, you should drop out as soon as possible. And you need to nourish the fetus whole-heartily until you give birth to a baby.”

Jessica nodded her head and the tears welled up in her eyes.

She touched her stomach subconsciously. She got pregnant without having a sex. And she was having a baby for a stranger.

That was her first time.

She always kept her hymen but it was broken by the duct just now at the operation.

and she felt that she would

thought that she could manage to be pregnant for after the artificial fertilization last

Unexpectedly, she failed.

wasn’t successful, you need to have a good

confused, “Rachel, do I need to have the operation the second

“No, you don’t. I

…

a few days, Rachel sent someone to Jessica’s school

She was brought to a

take a shower. Master loves those clean and tidy ladies.” The

her fingers tightly and slightly nodded

she had to face the fact

hired to be a surrogate. Therefore, the

the servant

The pajama was made of transparent chiffon so it seemed that she

bedroom was very dark only with the moonlight came in through the curtains,

stiff and she was lying

herself with a blanket when she heard

The door was

She could smell a slight fragrance

dim light, someone who looked tall and strong stopped by the

was so

light, so she couldn’t see how

his hands in his pocket and said in a cold voice, “are you an

and answered in a shaking voice. “Yes,

The man was silent

He sounded as if he

that he would

already got half of the payment, and she didn’t get the second half of the

regret suddenly and all the pain she

been transfused to her uterus once, so she didn’t care that she would go through the pain

She chimed anxiously, “no, sir, I am not young… The doctor tells that I am very healthy,