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The Surrogate He Discarded

Chapter 150: Charlotte’s Fear · Oct 11, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: The Two Layers of Protection 2026-10-11
102 Chapter 102: The Man From The Orphanage 2026-10-11
103 Chapter 103: Innocence Is Bliss 2026-10-11
104 Chapter 104: The Aftermath 2026-10-11
105 Chapter 105: The Reluctant Heir 2026-10-11
106 Chapter 106: Unexpected Meeting 2026-10-11
107 Chapter 107: Charlotte’s Turmoil 2026-10-11
108 Chapter 108: Return of the Fosters 2026-10-11
109 Chapter 109: A Narrow Escape 2026-10-11
110 Chapter 110: Borrowed Time 2026-10-11
111 Chapter 111: Borrowed Time 2 2026-10-11
112 Chapter 112: Secret of Isobel’s Past 2026-10-11
113 Chapter 113: Secret Of The Past 2026-10-11
114 Chapter 114: A Daughter Lost To Time 2026-10-11
115 Chapter 115: A Wife’s Heartache 2026-10-11
116 Chapter 116: Not An Orphan 2026-10-11
117 Chapter 117: Her Family 2026-10-11
118 Chapter 118: Her Family 2 2026-10-11
119 Chapter 119: The Rivals 2026-10-11
120 Chapter 120: Danger In The Nursery 2026-10-11
121 Chapter 121: From The Claws of Death 2026-10-11
122 Chapter 122: The Culprit 2026-10-11
123 Chapter 123: The Baby In Danger 2026-10-11
124 Chapter 124: Denial 2026-10-11
125 Chapter 125: Going Back To Where It Started 2026-10-11
126 Chapter 126: So Much Like Her 2026-10-11
127 Chapter 127: The Reason and the Tragic Fate 2026-10-11
128 Chapter 128: Meeting Her Mother 2026-10-11
129 Chapter 129: Too Late To Say Sorry 2026-10-11
130 Chapter 130: Confrontation 2026-10-11
131 Chapter 131: A Place To Belong 2026-10-11
132 Chapter 132: The Boardroom Reunion 2026-10-11
133 Chapter 133: Behind The Name 2026-10-11
134 Chapter 134: Reminiscing... 2026-10-11
135 Chapter 135: The Man Chasing Her 2026-10-11
136 Chapter 136: The Rival’s Instinct 2026-10-11
137 Chapter 137: Kidnapped: Malicious Intent! 2026-10-11
138 Chapter 138: The Knight In Shining Armor 2026-10-11
139 Chapter 139: The Knight In Shining Armor 2 2026-10-11
140 Chapter 140: The Rescue 2026-10-11
141 Chapter 141: The Rescue 2 2026-10-11
142 Chapter 142: Chaos In The Night 2026-10-11
143 Chapter 143: The Hospital 2026-10-11
144 Chapter 144: The Morning After 2026-10-11
145 Chapter 145: The Man Next Door 2026-10-11
146 Chapter 146: She Is Our Daughter 2026-10-11
147 Chapter 147: Between Love and Hate 2026-10-11
148 Chapter 148: Between Love and Hate 2 2026-10-11
149 Chapter 149: Her Sugar Daddy? 2026-10-11
150 Chapter 150: Charlotte’s Fear 2026-10-11

”So that’s it.”

She looked at Julian with unconcealed disdain.

”You’re so protective of Isobel that you even accused me of kidnapping her.”

Her gaze shifted to Isobel, dripping with contempt.

”It’s because you’re her sugar daddy, isn’t it?”

A sharp gasp echoed through the corridor.

Then another.

Leanne and Kristine stared at Charlotte in utter disbelief, their faces draining of color.

Even the nurses passing by froze in their tracks.

Silence descended over the hallway.

The next second—

”Charlotte!”

Kristoff’s voice shattered the silence like a clap of thunder.

The fury in his tone sent a chill through everyone in the corridor.

Charlotte stood rooted to the spot, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Did...

Did Kristoff just raise his voice at her?

He had never spoken to her like that before.

Not even once.

Julian, however, merely chuckled, treating Charlotte’s accusation as nothing more than a ridiculous joke.

If anything, it reminded him that he had been far too slow in making up for the years he had lost with his daughter.

”Right.”

He reached into his wallet and pulled out a sleek platinum card.

Turning to Isobel, he placed it in her hand.

”I got this for you before we came to the hospital this morning.”

Isobel instinctively tried to hand it back.

”I can’t accept—”

Before she could finish, Julian gently closed her fingers around the card.

”You’re taking it,” he said with mock sternness. ”If you refuse, I’ll be upset.”

Unsure what to do, Isobel looked toward Leanne for help.

Leanne beamed and nodded enthusiastically.

”Just keep it, sweetheart,” she urged warmly. ”If Julian says it’s yours, then it’s yours.”

Charlotte felt as though her mind had stopped working.

Nothing made sense anymore.

That elegant woman...

She couldn’t possibly be Julian Foster’s wife, could she?

No...

She had to be another relative.

Otherwise...

Why would she smile so happily while Julian openly gave another woman such an expensive card?

Wasn’t she even jealous?

Even more baffling was Kristine.

She didn’t seem surprised by any of it.

Charlotte’s gaze shifted between the four of them, her thoughts spiraling into complete confusion.

Kristoff, too, sensed that something wasn’t right.

The interaction between Julian, Leanne, and Isobel was strangely natural—as though they were a family.

Yet he couldn’t quite put his finger on what felt so off.

Julian glanced at Charlotte one last time before turning away.

”Let’s go,” he said casually.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

”If I stay here any longer, this unpleasant encounter will ruin my entire day.”

Without another look back, he strode toward the elevators.

Isobel, Kristine, and Leanne followed close behind, leaving Charlotte staring after them with an expression of utter bewilderment.

...

Kristoff watched the group disappear down the corridor, his gaze lingering long after they were gone.

A thoughtful look settled over his face.

After a moment, he pulled out his phone and typed a brief message before pressing send.

He needed answers.

He had to find out what Isobel’s relationship with the Foster family really was.

None of this made sense.

Behind him, Charlotte hurried to his side.

”Kristoff,” she called anxiously, ”did Julian Foster really give Isobel that platinum card? What exactly is her relationship with the Fosters?”

Kristoff remained silent.

Instead of answering, he turned his wheelchair around and slowly headed back into his hospital room.

The doctor had instructed him to stay under observation until the swelling subsided before he could be discharged.

But now...

His mind was no longer on his injuries.

It was entirely occupied by Isobel.

”Isobel...” he murmured under his breath.

Why were both Julian and Morgan so fiercely protective of her?

Charlotte frowned.

”What did you say, Kristoff?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, another thought surfaced in his mind.

When Charlotte had accused Julian of being Isobel’s sugar daddy...

Why hadn’t Isobel denied it? She had remained silent from beginning to end.

A crease formed between Kristoff’s brows. Was she simply too shocked to respond?

Or...

Was there another reason?

The question lingered in his mind, refusing to let go.

...

Ignoring Charlotte completely, Kristoff replayed the day’s events in his mind.

Julian’s unmistakable tenderness whenever he looked at Isobel.

Leanne’s unwavering protectiveness.

Kristine’s warm, genuine smile whenever she spoke to her.

None of it felt forced. None of it looked like an act.

It was the kind of affection that could only come from people who truly cared.

A thought quietly surfaced in Kristoff’s mind.

Impossible.

...Was Isobel actually a member of the Foster family?

The thought surfaced so suddenly that even Kristoff found it absurd.

He slowly shook his head.

No.

That couldn’t be possible.

Everyone knew Julian Foster’s family.

He was famous not only for his business empire but also for his unwavering devotion to his wife. Throughout the years, there had never been a single rumor of an affair or an illegitimate child.

As far as the public knew, Julian had only two children—a son and a daughter.

So how could Isobel possibly be related to the Fosters?

Yet...

If he had to choose between the two possibilities, he would rather believe that Isobel was somehow connected to the Foster family than believe she was Morgan’s mistress.

For reasons he couldn’t explain, the latter simply didn’t sit right with him.

”Kris...”

Charlotte’s sweet, coquettish voice pulled him from his thoughts.

”You’ve been spacing out.”

She slipped her hand into his and gently guided it to rest against her chest, right above the steady beat of her heart.

Her eyes glistened with grievance as she looked at him.

”You’ve changed, Kristoff.”

Charlotte’s voice quivered, fragile enough to tug at anyone’s heart.

She held his hand against her chest as if hoping he could still feel how desperately her heart beat for him.

Tears shimmered in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

”I miss the old you...”

She forced a bittersweet smile, though it quickly crumbled.

”The Kristoff who was always gentle with me... the one whose eyes followed me wherever I went.”

Her fingers tightened around his hand.

”Can you bring him back?”

The plea was barely above a whisper. Yet it echoed painfully in Kristoff’s heart. A wave of guilt washed over him.

For years, Charlotte had occupied every corner of his heart.

She had never needed to compete with anyone for his attention.

But now...

”I haven’t changed, Charlotte.”

Kristoff’s voice was low and restrained.

”I’m still the same person.”

The words left his mouth, but even he couldn’t believe them.

They sounded hollow. Like a lie he was trying to convince himself of.

Charlotte lowered her eyes, hiding the storm brewing within them.

She knew.

No matter how many times Kristoff denied it, she knew the truth.

He had fallen for Isobel. Perhaps he hadn’t realized it yet. Perhaps he was still fighting it.

But Charlotte could see the subtle changes—the way his attention unconsciously drifted toward Isobel, the way he defended her without thinking, the way he questioned everything whenever she was involved.

Every one of those changes filled Charlotte with dread.

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