41- Traveling with Him

Helena ran to the elevator, she had barely managed to grab her purse, leaving her coat hanging on the coat rack, she didn't plan to go back for it, she couldn't bring herself to turn around, she was afraid she would find Alan following her.

She entered the elevator and pressed the button desperately for the doors to close.

-Come on...please..." She sobbed, breathing heavily and with her heart in her throat.

Finally, the doors closed and she leaned against the mirror of the elevator, tears began to flow out without being able to stop them and her legs went slack, slowly falling to the floor.

"You're nothing but a whore, don't you forget it."

That phrase kept repeating over and over again in her head....

Besides being cruel and painful, she felt like she already knew it, as if it was deja vu.

The elevator opened and she quickly threw herself out, running with all her might towards the exit under the shocked gaze of her companions, who had been good to her.

Now she understood that it was better to have bad co-workers, but a good boss and not the other way around.

Helena had no idea how she had left the presidential office, but it wasn't until she set foot on the street that she felt safe.

She walked home, hugging herself, the cold seeping through her naked body, regretting not grabbing her coat. She couldn't take a bus home, let alone a cab, she was now unemployed and without compensation, she was afraid to go back to that building and demand something, she had barely made it out of there alive.

She arrived home and locked the door with a key, a bolt and a chair locking the door.

For a moment she had forgotten, but Alan knew where she lived, she wasn't safe even in her own home.

Quickly she ran to the shower and got in with all her clothes and without waiting for the water to heat up, she wanted to get rid of the feeling of having had Alan so close to her, that double faced man had awakened fears that she thought she had overcome, but no, the fear was still there and now stronger than ever.

She rubbed her skin hard, scratched it and pulled at her hair bathed in tears. She would never work for a prestigious company again, one thing had become clear to her, all powerful people were dangerous and she was just a humble girl who dreamed that her little brother would have a better life. Helena knew she would do everything for him, but she had to be whole for that.

She took off her shirt that had already stuck to her body like a wet layer and looked at her belly, which was now slightly swollen, reminding her of the being that was growing inside her, and that she shouldn't forget about that, she wanted to punch her stomach, open it and take off that being that reminded her every day of what had happened to her in what had been her first time. He scratched his belly leaving red lines on his whitish skin and hated himself even more.

Sebastian had no idea how his best friend had talked him into it, but there he was, in his pent-house interviewing the women who had shown up because of the ad he had placed in the paper.

He had no idea how many women he had interviewed all day, but most of them clearly had some addiction, pitifully it showed in their faces and on their skin and the young CEO feared that would be a problem, plus he couldn't allow one of those women to use with a baby in tow. No, he would not allow it.

Then there were the ones asking for even more money for the deal, which he found hard to believe, since the amount he had offered was treacherous, Sebastian suspected those women would never stop extorting him. He had to be very sure that the woman he chose would not rip him off.

The choice was getting tricky, he was being so picky with the interviewees that he was ultimately hoping to choose the right one if when the woman entered the room he felt an emotional connection just by looking into her eyes, but it never happened.

Helena wasted no time to start looking for another job, after she managed to calm down from her emotional crisis, she got dressed and walked straight to a printing shop to print a considerable amount of resumes to leave in food stores, she wanted a job as far away from something administrative, she didn't mind having to work 12 or even 14 hours as a waitress, she needed the money as soon as possible. She still had outstanding hospital fees, rent, and basic living expenses.

She was waiting for the man to finish printing the papers when she looked curiously at the newspaper that was on the counter, she opened it in the jobs section, maybe she would find one for a nanny or cleaning, when she saw one that caught her attention, since it took up more space than the others and the handwriting was more striking, you could tell they had put more money in that advertisement

Wanted surrogate womb.

500,000 dollars, luxury accommodation during gestation.

Go to the Libertad building, top floor, penthouse, on the 5th of the current month at 8 pm.

Anonymous.

At first Helena wanted to laugh at such a request, it sounded like a joke or a scam.

Belly for rent? That only happened in the movies.

But then she rounded up the amount with her index finger, with that kind of money she could even have her own apartment and that would be the end of the crappy rentals.

No, what am I thinking? That's crazy.

But just then she felt a burning sensation in her stomach, remembering that she had hurt her belly.

She still wasn't sure what to do with it...she wasn't even able to call it a baby.

"Leaving him in a family with money wasn't a bad idea, surely his life would be much better than living in misery with me. That was more than clear."

Did she really want to give that poor baby a hard life in poverty?

Helena cut to the part of the announcement, the date was today's date and....

Oh my god. It's already 8pm and that building was on the other side of town.

Helena ran out of the store, ignoring the man who shouted that he had forgotten his resumes.

She had to get there as soon as possible, she didn't know if it was a good idea, but there was no harm in trying.