Novel & Cerita Ari Fletcher Pregnant

I picked it up and slipped it into my handbag. I turned to leave, but my eyes fell on the chair where I had been sitting earlier. I remembered the doctor's question. Are you sure you want to go through with this? At the time, I hadn't been able to answer. I had spent years desperately wanting a child, only to finally become pregnant at the exact moment when my marriage had fallen apart. It felt cruel. Almost like life was mocking me. I placed my hand over my stomach again. “I don't know what I'm doing,” I whispered.

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.

Elena said. “I told them that.” She looked at her coffee cup. She looked at the rain. She felt the twins move again — she was starting to be able to distinguish between them now, a suspicion she’d confirmed with Dr. Whitman: one kicked consistently on the left, deliberate and scheduled; the other was fluttery and unpredictable, arriving and departing like a sudden idea. “I want to tell you something,” she said. Damian waited. “The day you handed me those divorce papers,” she said, “I had known I was pregnant for four days.

She doesn’t seem much weakened, other than the sudden burst of vomiting. “Mm-hmm!” Fleming sits back with a sharp nod. “Just like I thought.” “What is it?” I spend all my willpower not biting the little man’s head off. He grins. “Your lady wife is pregnant.” I can’t imagine five more perfect words. ***

Mom, Phoebe's mom, threw my pregnancy test strip in front of me. I looked at Phoebe who was standing beside her mom and giving me a happy smirk. She told them. "How could you bring disgrace to our family huh? Was this how you were raised? Was this how your mom and I raised you? You go outside opening your legs for stranger, you whore!" Dad yelled at me and slapped me again. "You were engaged but you decided to sleep with another man? Now, you're pregnant for the bastard. Are you crazy?" Phoebe's mom yelled at me.

The smile on her lips could not disappear. When Tallulah recovered, she immediately left the bathroom. She found Brielle sitting on the edge of the bed. She was surprised when she hugged her friend and she jumped. "I'm pregnant, Brielle. I'm pregnant and Gael is the father! This is real, I'll be Mrs. Ramirez soon!" She pulled away and excitedly showed the pregnancy test with two lines.

"My family had already been warning me throughout the relationship, concerned about exactly the kind of behavior that eventually drove me away entirely." "She told me you abandoned her while she was pregnant," Nadia said quietly. "That you knew about me and simply chose not to be involved." "That's not true," Marcus said, genuine pain evident in his voice. "I had no idea you existed, Nadia. If she was pregnant when we separated, she never told me. I promise you, if I'd known, everything about the past twenty-three years would have looked considerably different." Nadia sat with that, processing it slowly, and I watched her expression shift through several complicated emotions—disbelief, cauti

Aria’s POV “Well, you’re pregnant!”!” The doctor turned the ultrasound screen toward me, pointing to a tiny, almost imperceptible form. My world stopped. I reached down, my fingers brushing the barely noticeable swell of my abdomen. A wave of warmth and excitement surged through me. I couldn't wait to tell Liam the exciting news. My heart was racing. Sliding into my car, I clung to a sliver of hope. Maybe, despite everything, Liam had changed. Maybe, like me, he’d begun to wish for something…more. The thought alone made my heart race, though doubt lingered at the edges of my thoughts.

“Why don’t we call our alphas and see what we can arrange.” “Oh, really?” Aurora squeals, launching herself at us, wrapping her arms around us. “This is so exciting! Fletcher never has chances to stay at home!” “We’re not promising anything, mom.” He responds, putting an unnecessary damper on her happiness. “I have a pregnant Luna back home, and an alpha who has been on edge since he found out.” “I’ll call Xander, then.” She backs away, giddiness in her step. “He cannot say no to me.”

It was new and staggering that she was here with his son tonight and he suddenly became interested in who she might be. He looked up at who had opened the door to see it was Ms. Fletcher and when he got to him, she offered him a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes. He knew she didn’t like her much after what he had done to Zach’s mother seeing as much as she liked and respected her. He greeted her and she just nodded, then he asked her who the girl on Zach’s back was. Ms. Fletcher blew out a loud breath and then she said. “That’s Chloe Miler, and she’s your son’s girlfriend I think.” She said, saying nothing more, leaving it at that.