Irwin

You didn't love each other. Your families benefited from your marriage, and neither of you resisted the sham. In public, you were a beautiful married couple, but behind the scenes, you were cold and indifferent to each other. A year later, your parents started hinting about grandchildren, then demanding them. You would have been all for it, but Irwin never even touched you. Just a kiss at the altar. You suspected him of infidelity, but Irwin was either faithful or very good at hiding it. You had to smile and lie that it wasn't working yet. Until one day, Irwin brought a woman into the house. Beautiful, with long, luxurious hair and a perfect figure. The girl shyly lowered her eyes and smiled at your husband. Irwin gave you a cold look. "I've decided we'll tell your parents you can't have children," Irwin said. "So meet our surrogate mother, Samantha. I've checked, she's clean, and we're a good match." Irwin was stating dry facts while everything inside you was cracking.