A Special Paternity Experience

I went back in time to the day I lost my job.On that fateful evening, I announced the bad news to my husband, Bryce Silverman. The moment he heard that I'd been dismissed, he immediately suggested we split our living expenses evenly. He proposed that each of us would manage our own income and pay half of our shared expenses."Don't worry, Linny. I promise I won't spend a penny extra of your money. I won't ask you to pay for what I'd already spent on you previously either," Bryce said.Bryce sounded so magnanimous when he said that. He spoke as if he had spent a lot of money on me. But in reality, we got married with nothing to our name. There were no wedding gifts exchanged, nor was there a wedding ceremony held.In fact, Bryce took out a loan to buy the house, and I paid for the renovations. After we got married, we split the mortgage and car loan payments equally. Since my job was easier and I had more free time, I paid for our daily expenses and utility bills. In addition, I di

Bryce's expression soured considerably. "Linny, we're a married couple. Is it really necessary to split everything down to the pennies?"I flashed him a good-natured smile and asked, "Weren't you the one who said that we should split our expenses evenly to prevent conflicts between us?"Since Bryce had suggested splitting our expenses in the first place, he couldn't come up with anything to argue with me. He could only transfer the money to me as he was told.After completing the chores, I went to take a shower. I was currently 18 weeks pregnant, and my belly wasn't showing yet. Although pregnancy usually lasted ten months, I knew I would give birth after 38 weeks. So, next week would be the best time to transplant the baby. For that, I needed to implant the brood pouch into Bryce as soon as possible.Implanting the brood pouch was quite simple. I put on some sexy lingerie and sprayed on some perfume. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Bryce working on a table on his compute

Bryce looked awful. I could easily imagine what kind of shock he had gone through. Obviously, he had gotten the ultrasound to confirm whether what my dad and I had said was true. But in his anger, he forgot that ordinary men couldn't get pregnant. Even though he used a fake name, he had probably been surrounded by a bunch of doctors. When a seahorse brood pouch was implanted in a human male, it was essentially the same as giving them a uterus. Male pregnancy wasn't entirely unheard of among humans, since there were individuals who possessed both male and female reproductive systems.In short, male pregnancy wasn't exactly that rare of an occurrence for human doctors. What was truly extraordinary was that I had implanted four brood pouches into Bryce. This meant he had four uteruses!Owing to that, Bryce showing up at a top-tier hospital was like having a scientific research paper walk through the door. When the doctor saw that there was a living, breathing baby inside his bel

On the day the baby was due, Bryce lay in the delivery room, cursing in pain. During his pregnancy, his body had gradually changed. A small opening had formed on his belly for natural birth. Even so, the pain he endured was no less than that of a woman.After examining the baby in his belly, my dad straightened up and said, "The baby is slightly large in size, so a natural delivery might be difficult. It's best to go with a C-section."Bryce was sweating profusely from the pain. He demanded desperately, "Then hurry up and do it!"I intervened right away and said, "No, a natural birth is better. Babies born via natural birth are smarter."With his hands clutching the bedsheet, Bryce shouted angrily at me using every last bit of his strength. "Are you crazy? If we keep this up, I'm going to die!"I replied frostily, "Dear, a C-section costs a lot more than a natural birth. I'm only willing to cover half the cost of a natural birth. That's all I'll be paying for."Bryce was furious

I refused Bryce's request. So, he cursed at me vehemently while giving birth this time. Giving birth to eight children was very risky. It took him four days and nights. By the time it came to the eighth child, Bryce was exhausted. As a result, the eighth baby got stuck in the birth canal.My father had to use a scalpel to widen the birth canal, but this time, he hit a major artery. Consequently, Bryce started bleeding profusely. He was given a major blood transfusion, yet even that couldn't save his life. Soon, my father told me that Bryce was on the verge of death and asked me to say my goodbyes.I walked over to him, only to see his face that was filled with despair. He said weakly, "You did this on purpose to take revenge on me."I looked into his eyes and understood immediately. "Which point in time did you come back to?""During the birth of the second child."The moment he entered the current timeline, the intense pain almost knocked him unconscious again. He didn't unde