THE BILLIONAIRE SURROGATE'S BABY

Chapter 36

I woke up feeling a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. Today marked the day of my check-up at the hospital, and Rome was there to accompany me.

With the weight of almost nine months of pregnancy resting heavily on my shoulders, the anticipation of meeting the baby I carried as a surrogate mother was both thrilling and nerve-wracking.

As I emerged from the comfort of my bed, Rome was already bustling about in the kitchen, Gettung ready for breakfast, His presence brought a sense of warmth and reassurance to the morning air, and he greeted me with a tender smile, handing me a cup of decaf coffee, a silent understanding of my morning routine. Something I never actually told you guys about.

"Hey, beautiful. Ready for today?" His voice carried a hint of excitement, mirrored in the sparkle of his eyes.

I returned his smile, albeit with a touch of apprehension. "Yeah, I think so. Just a bit nervous."

Rome approached me, enfolding me in a gentle embrace. "You're going to be an amazing mother, Phoenix. And I want you to know, I'd love for you to be a part of my child's life, not just as a surrogate, but as a mother figure."

His words caught me off guard, my heart fluttering in my chest. I had prepared myself to carry and deliver the baby, only to relinquish it to Rome, I never thought. But this unexpected offer tugged at something deep within me.

"What do you mean?" I inquired, my voice barely above a whisper, my curiosity piqued.

Taking my hand in his, Rome met my gaze with unwavering sincerity. "I know this is a lot to take in, but I want you to be a part of my child's life. I want you to be His mother, in every sense of the word. You possess qualities of kindness, compassion, and selflessness that I admire. I want my child to have you as a guiding light."

His words washed over me like a wave, leaving me speechless. The concept of motherhood, unexpectedly extended to me, felt surreal.

"Rome, I...I don't know what to say," I stammered, my emotions in tumult.

"Say you'll think about it," he urged, his smile tender yet steadfast. "I understand it's a lot to process, but I promise, we'll navigate this journey together. We'll co-parent, and you'll have an irreplaceable role in our child's life."

I nodded, a mixture of wonder and uncertainty swirling within me. Could I truly embrace the role of a mother? Could I be the nurturing presence this child deserved?

As my thoughts wandered back to Rome's words, the weight of the revelation settled heavily on my shoulders. Me? A mother? It felt surreal, overwhelming, and a little terrifying all at once. I stole a glance at Rome, his focused expression betraying none of the turmoil I was feeling inside. His strong profile against the backdrop of the passing scenery was a sight to behold, and I couldn't help but marvel at how lucky I was to have him by my side.

Rome, with his chiseled features and warm, brown eyes, was the epitome of charm and kindness. Yet, despite his confident exterior, there was a vulnerability in his gaze that spoke volumes.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of unworthiness, wondering how I, a mere mortal, had managed to capture the attention of someone as extraordinary as him.

Rome had a way of making me feel cherished and valued, even in the midst of my own insecurities.

Lost in my thoughts, I was jolted back to reality as Rome opened the car door for me with a gallant smile.

His touch sent a shiver down my spine as he gently kissed my knuckles, his lips warm against my skin. With his hand securely holding mine, he guided me out of the car, his presence comforting and reassuring.