Chapter 2

* Chapter 2; Her reality *

Gigi called a taxi to the city hospital after work. She nervously started tapping her foot in the taxi's back seat. His words played back in her mind like a broken record.

She shook at the sound of his raspy voice. When the driver opened the barrier separating "Ma'am are you okay?" he may have seen her anxiety.

Gigi suddenly wiped her eyes, not even realizing she was sobbing. She turned to face him and replied, "I'm OK. Thank you! ''

"Okey-dokey," the driver responded, not wanting to look impolite.

They got to the hospital quickly after that. After paying the driver, Gigi hurried inside. Nurses and a few physicians gave her a nod of recognition as she entered.

How was it possible to forget such a face? Gigi had a memorable face that caught one's attention. All eyes were on her because of her stunning warm almond complexion.

She pushed open a door after turning at a hallway and abruptly entered the room, breaking up a passionate kissing match. The man in the patient robe quickly crept out of the space.

"A patient?really!" Gigi shook her head in disappointment.

The closest friend of Gigi was Sky Blonde. She was a top nurse at the city hospital. Additionally, she was virtually always caught kissing a stranger in the locker room.

Being a nurse, Gigi thought it odd that she wasn't concerned about contracting other germs.

" What? He's incredibly attractive," Sky asserted in defense.

She walked up to the mirror and pulled her unruly hair into a tight ponytail. "Sunshine, what brings you here? You ought to be sleeping. "

"How can I rest when a stranger came over to my job site and claimed the fetus?" Gigi asked as she sat on a stool with her legs swinging in the air.

The concept of referring to the fetus and not a baby did not soothe Gigi's heart. It had a more endearing tone, which she could not accept. Developing an attachment to the child would endanger life.

" It's a baby Gigi, " Sky corrected as she turned to face her. "Your infant. "

" Halt that. I did not make it. Don't think such things about me; I'm just a surrogate, " she said, her voice brimming with grief.

To obtain solitude, Gigi went over and locked the door.

Sky gave Gigi a mocking side glance and said, "Uh-huh"

Sky understood that Gigi was merely making an effort to avoid developing feelings for the infant.

As her shift was about to end, Sky started changing out of her nurse uniform at this point. " What did he say about the baby?"

Instantly, Gigi started searching her bag for the papers. ''Absolutely terrible. He claimed the fetus and afterward issued me with an agreement to be signed after one day. ''

Sky looked through the document she had in her hand.'' That's a lot. What did you tell him?'' Sky frowned.

" Me?? Are you kidding when you say that, I don't even choose how many breaths I take daily? " Gigi chuckled sadly "Mr. Square gave me a second chance at life and he can take that too," she said, furrowing her brows in exasperation." However, this man appeared more treacherous. I'm in trouble."

Sky plopped down on the stool next to Gigi and gently stroked her hand as she tried to help put her at ease. " Never mention that. Is Mr. Square present, or is he not? We will discover this man's identity before tomorrow if you give me a detailed description of him. "

This eased Gigi's anxiety. Eventually, she forced a smile. Gigi started detailing his facial features. "Okay, well. I'm going back now."

Following their hug, Gigi left the room.

A picture matching the description Gigi provided was sent to Sky a short while later. Sky pulled out her second phone and placed a call as her face plummeted.

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Gigi had to travel three hours longer than normal to get home because of the traffic.

Her heart began to rapidly beat as she watched the sunset out the taxi window.

A few blocks distant from the heavily guarded residence, the taxi halted. She carefully clutched her gray fishing creek bag to her chest.

The guards noticed Gigi at the entrance on the monitors, so they punched a specific button to open the gate and let her through.

As she approached the front door, Gigi hesitated before knocking. Her gaze briefly landed on the bruising on her index finger. It gave her the creeps.

She inhaled deeply before raising her fist to the door.

Since they had opened the gate, they had probably identified her, but these scumbags loved to bother her.

However, the golden doors were opened from within and she fell to the base before her fist even hit the entrance. Gigi gasped in pain because she hurt her arm in the fall.

Her gaze ascended to a pricey pair of Air Jordan XIII sneakers. When she realized who the owner was, her heart sank. Only one man that Gigi knew of could buy these $4,000,000 sneakers.

She immediately lifted herself before falling to his feet and bowing politely to "Mr. Square" . I apologize for being late. It was __ "

Instead of letting her finish, the man grabbed her by her ponytail and dragged her upstairs to the bedroom where he had filled the tub with ice water.

Gigi's polite exterior crumbled as she saw the water. She tried to escape his hold, but he was too powerful. She also feared injuring the infant. She spent the entire time with her arms crossed over her stomach.

She looked up at the man's scarface as he twisted her hair and raised her face. He looked like a man in his late 60s because of the wrinkles on his face. From his left eye to his right chin, he had a jigsaw scar.

As Gigi's face was buried in the tub, she didn't have time to beg.

She temporarily stopped breathing. Before putting her back into the icy water floating with ice blocks, the man dragged her up to the surface and forced her to gaze at his face once more.

This time, however, Gigi was unable to stop breathing, which caused her to inhale the water as she felt her blood start to freeze.

She tried to fight back by grabbing the tub with her hands, but the man held her head underwater and would only pull her out when he thought she was about to pass out.

" This would serve as a lesson for you to follow my instructions. You must obey my instructions to return before sunset. "Before throwing her back into the tub, he yelled in a French accent that had been Americanized.

The tears in her eyes, when he took her from the water next, infuriated him, and he continued to soak her longer than before.

He kept going till he felt her lose consciousness. He abandoned her body next to the toilet bowl.

Before Gigi opened her eyes, several minutes had passed since the door shut. her surroundings with blurry eyes. This man might defy any rules that prohibited cameras in the restroom.

She fully opened her eyes once she was certain there were no cameras present. This man disliked tormenting passive victims, so she reasoned that if she feigned to be out, he would release her.

Crawling over, Gigi locked the door. She sobbed softly and held her knees.

He burned her hand in the waffle maker the last time, and this time he dunked her head in the water.

You should not mess with this dude.

Gigi wiped her tears away and stood up to face her mirror. He knocked her into some furniture as they were ascending, leaving her with bruises all over her arms.

He was either burning her hand or trying to kill her, but Gigi didn't know which was worse. The only thing she knew for sure was that since she was carrying his child, he would not kill her. She did nothing but put up with the discomfort.

She had been led to believe that Mr. Square was a merciless sadist who would go to great lengths to prove his point.

He has now succeeded in making her fear him.

Gig awaited the melting of the ice. Before having a bath, she first drained the water. She then dressed in fresh attire.

There was a platter with her favorite cuisine, dry fruits, and freshly squeezed orange juice waiting for her as she opened the restroom door. It satisfied her cravings exactly.

She found it amusing that he treated her like garbage but fed her like a princess.

Gigi slept on the Queen-sized bed in the corner when she finished eating. She had been using the bed for three months, but she had continued to sleep on her side. It brought back painful memories of her previous existence, before this nightmare, when she used to sleep next to her parents and brother.

When her eyes caught sight of the spinning camera at the corner of the pink-painted wall, tears welled up in her eyes at the thought of it. She hurriedly dried her face with the back of her palm and wrapped a duvet around herself.

Mr. Square detested hearing her sobs because he was concerned for the baby.