Andrea Brillantes Pregnant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Al gives me a puzzled look. “I’m pregnant,” I lie. “Morning sickness can be really unpredictable,” I say. Al’s expression changes. “Oh!” He says in shock, his eyes flashing to my belly and then back up. I suppose being pregnant might be something you want to mention to your divorce attorney. “I had no idea,” He says. Just then the doors begin to close. “I’ll call later,” I try to yell through the closing gap between where he stands on floor seven and where Andrew and I remain on the elevator.

Enzo, Sage, Connor, and surprisingly Helena who'd called earlier in the week asking if she could come. I'd made pasta with Sage's help since cooking still made me nauseous, and everyone was settling in with wine when Zayn stood and tapped his glass. "We wanted to tell you all officially that Adriana's pregnant." Enzo grinned and came over to hug me hard. "Congratulations. You're going to be a great mother even if you don't believe it yet." Helena actually smiled, genuine warmth in her expression. "This is wonderful news. Truly. The family needs a new life."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

What if he. "Well, Miss Forbes, I wasn't sure why you fainted. So we had to run a series of tests to determine why. And we found out that you're 3 weeks and 4 days pregnant." My chest exploded. I couldn't hear anything but an extremely loud buzzing sound in my ears. No. Please, no. I looked over in fear to see Adrian staring at me, his eyes wide in disbelief. The first tear spilled down my cheeks as I shook my head without knowing why exactly. Everyone was going to find out.

“Aubrey, It is fine. You don’t have to be sorry. What is wrong? I have never seen you this way.” I patted her head; she let her hair down, which was unlikely of her. She always wore her up in a bun. She says it makes her feel like she's alert. I let go of her. “Keep calm.” I cleaned her face. “Stop crying.” I instructed, and she nodded her head in response. “Now tell me what happened .” Creed dropped a cup of water in front of me and he went back upstairs. “I am pregnant.” She said timidly, and my jaw dropped in surprise.

Relieved that my hair wasn't a mess, I focused on her as I waited for her reply. “I'm pregnant,” Natalia announced, and it felt as though a bomb exploded in front of me. She was pregnant. There was only one man that came to mind when I thought of the father of the growing life in her womb: Grey Bradford. Clenching my fists into tight balls, I swallowed the lump in my throat and ignored the searing pain in my heart. With all the strength I could muster, I summoned a bright smile on my lips, shielding the pain with a pretentious congeniality. “I'm so happy for you,” I told her, enforcing cheerfulness in my voice.

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.

Both men stepped forward at the same time, blocking the doctor's path. "Who's the patient's family member?" the doctor asked. "I am!" they both said in unison, causing the doctor to pause in surprise. "You both are? Alright, then let me ask this instead—who is the patient's husband?" Andrew stepped forward. "I'm her fiancé. Doctor, how is she?" The doctor smiled slightly. "First of all, congratulations. Your fiancée is pregnant—she's three and a half weeks along. However, due to inadequate nutrition and extreme fatigue, she fainted."

His once-gray hair gradually darkened, and the powerful aura he once carried began returning. Eleanor chuckled softly. "Andy, I have great news!" Andrew laughed and said, "What is it? Mom, you're being so secretive. Hurry up and tell me already." Eleanor smiled and said, "Valerie, my wonderful daughter-in-law, is pregnant." Andrew froze on the spot. A moment later, he burst out laughing. "That's indeed great news. Looks like I should start preparing to return to Holtrien." Eleanor shook her head. "That's not all. Luna is pregnant too. Both of them are expecting."

Alexander King froze for a moment, his sharp eyes locked on me. “I…” he started, then stopped. His jaw tightened as he ran a hand through his hair. At this point I thought that was the end My heart pounded. Was he angry? Shocked? Disappointed? “I need to make sure I understand this correctly,” he said slowly. “You’re saying… six weeks ago, we… and now… you’re pregnant?” “Yes,” I whispered. “I didn’t plan it. I… I didn’t know how to tell you.” At this point my heart was racing, I felt my world has crumbling right into my face