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Chapter 25

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Gabriela's pov

I sat in front of the doctor, Raphael next to me, waiting for the doctor to say I was still sterile.

"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Morelli, it looks like the results still haven't changed, they're still the same. Mrs. Morelli can't get pregnant," he said, making me feel a pang of sadness in my heart.

Unfortunately, the doctor didn't lie. I couldn't get pregnant because of the pills I was taking. Ramiro made me sterile while making me believe I was still fertile.

But he said what the pills have done to my body could be undone, I still want more children from my love, and so did he. We wanted a big family.

And I understood that he only was well-meaning after he told me why he did it. He only wanted to make sure to give me what I asked him for without Raphael noticing, and the only option was, as he said, those pills I was taking.

"Are there any ways we could have a child?" he asked the doctor, bringing me back from my thoughts.

"Unfortunately, if you would like to have a child, I would recommend you to arrange a surrogate," the doctor suggested.

"Thank you for your recommendation, doctor. We'll think about it," Raphael said blankly before he got off the couch, ready to leave.

"Of course, have a nice day, Mr. and Mrs. Morelli," the doctor said goodbye before we left the room. "Why are you so against a surrogate?" I asked him. Every time the doctors suggested that we could hire a surrogate mother, he turned down the idea.

"Because I don't want another you to cling to me for the rest of my life for money," he claimed, walking out of the hospital, making me roll my eyes, greedy bastard.

"Then take a bitch who won't hold onto you for the rest of your life," I suggested to him as we got into the car now and the chauffeur drove to the mansion.

"Do you have someone on your mind?" he asked, checking his phone. "How about Evelina?" I asked him, making him look angrily.

"I sure won't fuck and have a child with my brother's murderer!" he hissed at me.

"Why not? It's just a body? You will kill her anyway and the kid, it will be your blood. If you kill her, the bitch will be dead and won't hold onto you for the rest of your life. She looks healthy, the child would be healthy too. It will be for your beneficiary," I said as I looked out the window, watching the passing streets.

"I'm not going to sleep with a spy," he gritted out, making me chuckle lightly. "The bitch couldn't walk straight days ago? Any idea why?" I asked him mockingly. "I was drunk. Stop meddling in my damn business!" he demanded, annoyed.

"Look, I know our marriage was arranged and I don't want to get involved in your business, but she's the jackpot for our problem, Raphael. You know my eggs cannot be used for this procedure. Therefore, we have to find a woman who must be biologically the mother of the child, but there is a risk that that woman will ask you for money for the rest of your life or want some of the child's rights. Evelina is perfect, she's a good option for a surrogate mother. After the baby, we can just get rid of her. She took a life from you, let her give you a life before you get rid of her," I said, wanting her to suffer.

Well, she shouldn't mess with me. I told her I'd become her nightmare. And there was no worse nightmare than giving the man, who damaged your soul and body, a child. She'll feel great pain in her heart during those nine months, knowing what her child will be turn into, while watching Raphael and his cruelty.