Chapter 1 She Has No illness


    “Take off your clothes,y on the bed, and spread your legs!” The doctor dressed in a white robe


    ordered.


    Next to the blue examination bed was a beautiful and fragile girl who closed her eyes in humiliation.


    Her long eyshes were like the thin and light wings of a butterfly which were beautiful as they


    remained still. Her crimson and beautiful lips were gently pursed with a touch of lonely sadness.


    Bitterness filled her mind as the seventeen-year-old Sherry listened to the doctors orders in humiliation.


    She numbed herself, removed her clothes andid on the examination bed while waiting for the doctors


    examination.


    Sherry felt the sarcastic judgment of the middle-aged female doctor. She must have felt that she was a


    materialist girl. This was the first time Sherry exposed herself totally to another person.


    The sunlight prated the room''s sheer curtains and the re was so bright that it was hard to keep


    one''s eyes open. But her heart was in darkness because she had epted a job that was despised by


    society - a pregnancy surrogate.


    She was just seventeen years old.


    After the doctor inspected her lower body, the doctor said coldly, “Okay, you may dress up!”


    Sherry started to wear her clothes and let out a long sigh. She had crossed the first hurdle. úpon


    passing this examination, she would be able to receive half of the payment. Her paleplexion with


    ck hair draped behind her and an oversized T-shirt covering her thin shoulders enhanced her frail


    and helpless appearance.


    A man dressed in a business suit saw Sherry being led out by the doctor. He nced at Sherry and


    asked softly, “Dr. Lee, how was the check- up?”


    “Mr. Mollison, rest assured that she''s a virgin and do not have any illness!" Dr. Lee said directly.


    Sherry blushed in red and didn''t dare to look at the man in front of her. She only knew that he was the


    person who was arranging for her to be the surrogate. As to who the other client was, Sherry totally


    had no idea whether he was tall or short, fat or thin. She only knew the person paid five million yuan for


    a pregnancy surrogate. Without question, that must be a mysterious person.


    “Ms. Murray, let''s go!” After Peter spoke to Dr. Lee, he brought Sherry into a car and they drove


    towards a vi in QY mountain.


    “Ms. Murray, from today onwards until your pregnancy, to ensure the purity of the child, the employer


    instructed that you are not allowed to leave this vi. Once you are pregnant, the employer will give you


    an amount of money. You Don''t have to worry about your younger brother''s medical condition anymore.


    That amount of money will be transferred to the ount today.”


    Sherry sighed, “Can I make a call if l can''t go out?”


    “Of course!” Peter said warmly. “Ms. Murray, this was not to restrict your freedom but since the


    employer paid you so much, you must behave responsibly to him, mustn''t you?”


    “Yesl" Sherry wrung her hands in unease.


    “Ms. Murray, there are clothes in the room upstairs and all the sundries that you need. [''lle every


    day to deliver your food. Ms. Murray, thewyer, had prepared all the documents. All you need to do


    now is to sign it.


    “Oh!” Sherry was stupefied. She thereafter signed it for the sake of her brother.


    When the pen descended onto the paper, Sherry''s heart started to race and became conflicted. She


    didn''t know what her future will bring. Once she signed the documents, her future would practically be


    ruined but she had no choice! Her brother was waiting for the money for his life-saving operations. She


    fought back her tears and signed the documents and gave them to Peter. “Mr. Mollison, then, then


    would he being tonight?”


    “Yes, he wille tonight.”


    “Ms. Murray, I''ll leave now. You should keep this copy of the contract." Peter turned and left the vi.


    Sherry was the only person remaining in the huge vi. She fearfully waited for nightfall. She was about


    to sell herself. No, she had already sold herself.


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    Suddenly she was nervous and wondered what her employer was like.


    She got a shock when she opened the bedroom door on the second floor. The decor was clean and


    minimalist with a ck and white theme. lt was grand but somber and even the bed sheets were ck


    and white. l? was so clean that it felt cold. Sherry suspected that this person has an obsessive-


    compulsive disorder.


    There were white-colored feminine furniture as if it was all prepared for her. The bed was huge and


    there was arge closet. Inside the closet were light-colored clothes. She had never seen them before


    but they were clearly branded.


    She wasn''t interested in branded goods. She only wanted to quicklyplete this contract and get


    back to school to continue with her studies. She showered and changed into the clothes and wait for


    the arrival of her master.


    At ten oclock, a ck Bentley without license tes stopped at the front of the vi.


    Sherry''s heart was pounding nonstop with anxiety. He had arrived! That man had arrived!


    She took a deep breath and stood at the entrance of the living room. She started to hear the sounds of


    the leather shoes walking on the marble floor approaching her. The footsteps paused momentarily at


    the door and then with each step it got closer to her. Her heart was practically about to jump out of her


    throat.


    The door suddenly opened and the image of a tall man filled her eyes. He wore a pair of shiny leather


    shoes, straight trousers. As her gaze continued upwards, his body was slender and well proportioned


    with no pot belly. But he wore a mask of a fox, just like those worn in masquerade parties.


    Sherry''s heart continued to race and started to feel dizzy and couldn''t stand firm.


    The man''s sharp gaze nced over Sherry''s uneasy expression and spoke, “Are you, Sherry?”