Chapter 4 Dinner Date

When the driver go to my house, i went out to meet him.A sleek black car was parked at the curb, and a driver stepped out meet her.

Miss Thompson?" he asked, tipping his hat slightly.

"Yes, that's me," i replied, standing by the car.

I hurriedly took the dress from him and went in to get changed.As i left my apartment, I could not help but feel a flutter of nervous excitement. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and made my way towards the car.

The interior of the car was luxurious, a stark contrast to my modest apartment. As the car pulled away, i took a moment to gather my thoughts and steady my nerves.

The ride to the restaurant was smooth and quick. The driver, sensing my nervousness, offered a reassuring smile in the rearview mirror. "You'll be fine, Miss Thompson. Mr. Carter is a good man."

I smiled back, appreciating the gesture. "Thank you."

The car pulled up to the restaurant, and the driver stepped out to open the door for me. I stepped out with a feeling mixed with excitement and anxiety. I was shown to the private table where Ethan was already, seated looking confident.

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I had sent my driver to pick her up, although i already knew where she lived thanks to the private investigator. I did not want to seem overbearing or intrusive, so I had to play it cool, by pretending to ask for her address. I wanted her to feel comfortable and respected.

As the seconds ticked by, i mentally reviewed everything i wanted to say. I needed her to understand my intentions without her feeling cornered or pressured.

I sat at the private table, my fingers drumming lightly against the pristine white tablecloth. I kept on glancing at my wrist watch, then back at the entrance, where i knew Lena would appear any moment. This was not just about dinner; it was a step to tell her about my proposal.

What was taking her so long, I was already anxious to know if she would make it because she has declined my request before but I called my driver and he assured me they were on their way.

Lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps and I looked up, Lena walking towards me holding her purse.

She looked so beautiful and I could barely take my eyes off her.

Finally, Lena was led to the table by one of the waiters. I stood up immediately , my eyes taking in the sight of her in the dress i had sent. She looked stunning, her nervousness adding an endearing vulnerability to her demeanor.

"Good evening, Lena," i greeted her, a genuine smile spreading across my face.

"Good evening, Ethan," she replied, her voice steady despite the hint of apprehension in her eyes.

I pulled out her chair, waiting until she was seated before taking my own. "You look beautiful. Thank you for agreeing to dinner."

She gave a small smile, glancing around the elegant restaurant. "Thank you for inviting me. This place is lovely."

I signaled the waiter to bring the menus, my mind racing to find the right words. "I wanted to talk to you about a few things, Lena.

"I know our previous meetings have been somewhat formal, but I have a proposal for you." I said to her.

She turned her eyes away from the menu to look at me."I would like to hear what it is. why did you want to talk to me and why did you invite me out to dinner."

" okay now that we are here, i will go straight to the point, I want you to be my surrogate." I said to her.

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LENA'S POV

My eyes widened as i almost choked on my wine. "You want me to be a surrogate?I asked him trying to process the unexpected proposal.

Ethan nodded. "I know it is a lot to take in, but I believe you're the perfect candidate." His expression serious.

I set my glass down, my mind racing. "Why me? We've only just met."

Ethan leaned forward, his gaze intense. "I did my research on you. After the day we met at the gala, I look into your affairs.

"And?" I asked suprised

" you are well driven, intelligent, and you have a strong sense of responsibility. I need someone I can trust to carry my child, and after our initial conversation and learning about your background, I believe you're that person."

I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "But why surrogacy? Why not adoption or some other method?". I asked him further.

"I've always wanted a biological child," he explained. "It's a personal choice, and while I respect and admire those who adopt, I have a strong desire to continue my legacy. Surrogacy allows me to have a child that is biologically mine."

"So are we going the natural way, or we are doing some artificial insemination? Because i am still a virgin and I have never had a child. I asked curiously.

"Artificial Insemenination would be better." He answered. "Given your are still a virgin I would love to keep it that way.

I nodded slowly, understanding his perspective but still feeling overwhelmed. "This is a huge decision, Ethan. I need to know more about what you're proposing, what is in it for me ." I asked curiously.

"I would pay for your tuition fees, I will move your family into a bigger house, pay your younger siblings tuition fees and your family would not have to work again. But when you get pregnant you will have to stay in my house." Ethan said responding to my question.

"Do I have to move in with you?" I asked

"Of course," Ethan replied, his tone reassuring. "I want to make sure you're fully comfortable with everything.

I appreciate his thoroughness but I had more questions. "What happens if I decide to go through with this? What would my daily life look like?"