My Husband Sold My Womb to His Billionaire Ex
Language: en
On my fourth IVF cycle, I finally got pregnant. Ethan was more excited than I was. Every day, he made me organic soups, tracked my blood pressure, and wouldn't even let me walk down the stairs without holding my arm. I thought he had finally changed. But during my prenatal checkup, the lead OB-GYN asked me a question that made my blood run cold. "Mrs. Miller, you signed the embryo donor consent form, correct?" "Yes," I replied. She hesitated. "Then... are you aware that this embryo's paternal blood type does not match Ethan’s?" I didn't understand. She put it in plain English. "The…