His Surrogate || COMPLETED [EDITED]

CHAPTER 3: BROKEN AND PREGNANT

Zoey's Pov

This past few weeks has been really stressful for me, both physically and mentally. Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind, and my life is a mess. Heartbreak is really the worst, I give salutes to all those women out there who had dealt with countless heartbreaks.

Julian kept calling me, wanting to sort things out. But I ignored all his calls, and texts. One day he showed up at my doorstep, I gave him an earful and it gave me the courage to throw his engagement ring to his face, and called off our relationship for good.

I felt more broken on that day, but Emma comforted me and told me what I did was the best thing. Along with dealing with my heartbreak, I think I've fallen really sick. I've been feeling extremely tired these days, even when I don't stress much at work.

I do have regular stomach cramps, thinking it could be my monthly flow but it's not. I find myself feeling so dizzy every now and then, and I happen to be sleeping a lot these days. And I do throw up on everything I ate. This I find strange, but I think it's the side effects of my heartbreak.

***

"So how is the investment with your new investors going?" I asked Emma, who happens to be busy with her laptop.

I came out of the kitchen with some toast bread, scrambled eggs, black coffee and a glass of milk. I have also been eating quite a lot too. Part of
the side effects of heartbreak.

"It's going on well. We will be having a meeting with them by next week." Emma said, looking up from her laptop to glance at me.

I saw her giving me a horror look, I know it's because of the food in front of me.

"Are you going to eat all of that?" Emma asked, giving me those - you can't be serious kinda look.

"What? Blame my stomach, it's as if it can never get satisfied no matter how many times I feed it." I said with a pout.

"You are eating way too much these days like a pregnant woman, which is so unlike you." Emma said, looking down at her laptop.

"Are you saying I'm pregnant?" I asked, feeling strange about being pregnant.

It's second to impossible.

"Maybe. You are a doctor Zoey, so you can be able to detect if you're pregnant or not." Emma said with a smirk, sparing a glance at me before focusing on her laptop.

"Crazy." I mumbled under my breath.

"I heard that." Emma said, her gaze still on her laptop.

I rolled my eyes. But on a second thought, I've been behaving more like a pregnant woman than someone who is heartbroken.

Could Emma be right?

Am I pregnant?

No!

That's impossible, I only got intimate with Julian at the end of last year and
it's been six months now.

So how can I be pregnant?

Well, there is only one way to find out if I'm truly pregnant.

***

I stared at the pregnancy strip in my hand in horror. It shows positive, and this is the tenth strip I'm trying this on.

How can it be possible?

How can I be pregnant?

Knock!