His Reckless Love, Her Bitter End

o build a life that was only ours. That dream shattered the day his lo

ed me a million dollars to disappear from his life f

to produce an heir, and my ultimate failure. They brought in a sur

pte

each other' s everything. In a place where no one was permanent, they were a constant. They shared food, secrets

day a long, black car pu

e was Eleanor Harris, and she was Connor' s mother. He wasn't an orphan after all,

jets, leaving Aubrey behind in the silence of their shared

d Aubrey to the Harris mansion, a place so large it felt like a museum. Eleanor sat across

said, her voice dripping with disd

nd pushed it across the table.

u' ve ever dreamed of. Leave my son

despised her for no other reason than her birth.

Connor? A crippled girl from the gutter? You are noth

er. She left the check on the table and walked out, her l

ry social media platform, and instructed the orphanage staff not to pass along her lette

, was on a hunger strike. He was refusing all food and medical treatment, his

al, the Harris family relented. They brought a weak but determined Con

whispered, his voice hoarse. "I promise. I'

oved her to tears

Aubrey to be together, but their relationship had to remain a secret. They were to be married in a private cer

years to produc

mily would hire a surrogate to carry Conno

no other choice. They were young and in love, and they believed their love could con

the Harris estate, away from the main mansion. Aubrey tried to create a home, but the p

er got

rived at their door. She was not alone. Standing beside her was a w

unced, her voice devoid of any em

as cold and clinical. Kassie would live in a separate wing of the main house. She woul

nt the money. She wanted

ng the part of a gentle, kind woman caught in a difficult situation. She would bring him tea, ask about his day, a

by her seemingly soft nature. The shift was subtle at first, then undeniable. He began

, Kassie announced

d. The pressure was finally off. She thought her nightmare was

was

came to her. He coul

to keep the b

hat are you talking about, Co

, his voice pleading. "Aubrey, please understand. After thi

sing Kassie and her child over their o

he said over his shoulder. "Kassie is feeling anxious." He rushed away, leaving Aubrey s

her recent check-up were in. It was a routine appointment she' d s

failure. Her life expect

n the dark, trying to process the death sentence she' d just been given, two men in black suits broke

inally stopped, they pulled her out and tossed her

t had left her with a deep-seated fear of water. She thra

ade, a figure appeared at the e

ent, she felt a surge of

s not one of concern. It wa

a venomous hiss. "She' s pregnant with my chil

ed by a chilling realization. He didn't

her from the world. Now, he wa

his men. "Ho

black. Her lungs screamed for air. As she struggled, a memory surfaced: Connor as a boy

her up, gasp

t was cruelly misplaced. "When my kidneys failed, and I needed a transplant? It was Kassie. She

audacious, it stole the air

us deceased donor because she didn't want him to feel indebted to her. The surgery had compromised

ater and despair choking her. "

hifting from rage to soft concern. "Kassie? Are you

ound Kassie, unharmed, wandering the grounds. His mother and sister w

ecision. He would

commanded, his

d with the tears streaming down her face. She remembered another time, years ago, when he had knelt

cold seeping deep into her bones, her body wracked with shiv

ciousness slipping away