Dad Gets Daughter Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

Arden explained. “Really, Dad?” asked John. “Then how come, you have a daughter younger than me if you didn’t marry another girl too early?” added John. “Jette? Jette is there all those times,” said his Dad. “Huh? I don’t understand,” said John. “You see, John, while your Mom was doing those things, the “making love” with another man, the overdose of drugs, and all the hurtful words she spoke on me, she’s bearing my child. Yes, she is pregnant with your sister, Jette,” explained his Dad.

“Some men started harassing me. Touching me. I panicked. I didn’t feel safe. So I ran into a room one just to get away from them. And I saw a man and we… slept together.” I looked at the floor. “When I got home that night, I wasn’t thinking straight. I was busy trying to reclaim my life. Applying for writing jobs. Sending emails. Doing anything to feel like myself again. I forgot the morning after pill.” I let out a shaky laugh. “About two weeks later, I realized I was pregnant.” I lifted my eyes to him then. “It’s definitely not yours. I’m three months pregnant. Not Ethan’s. And definitely not Tom’s. I met Tom recently, babe.”

“Not like that? Not like that? You slept with your own stepbrother and got pregnant by him and you want me to listen? What kind of disgusting thing is this Ava? I raised you better than this!” The door banged open right then and my stepdad walked in looking confused at first until he saw mom crying and the papers in her hand. “What is going on here?” he asked, voice already getting loud because he hated when things got messy in the house. Mom turned on him fast and shoved the papers at his chest. “Your son got my daughter pregnant! That is what is going on! Look at this! They did a test and it matches Jax. Our kids together. How am I supposed to live with this?”

Dax ignored everyone, drew a chair, and made me sit, like I was his guest and not the center of the storm. My legs barely held me, my brain couldn’t even piece together fear properly. This couldn’t be real...could it? Pregnant for him? Was that even legal? I wondered if there was a secret mafia rulebook with a chapter titled What to Do When Your Bride Is Carrying Your Dad’s Child. Jasper approached slowly, shock etched deep but voice low, and respectful. “Father… How can this be? It doesn’t make sense. You can’t…”

He looks back up to the door and knocks twice. "Who's there?" My dad calls from the other side of the door. Connor clears his throats and looks down at me. "It's me, Connor. Yvonne and I need to talk to you." The door opens and Connor's hand is ripped from mine as my dad pins him to the wall. "If you get my daughter pregnant, I will make you wish you were never born." "Dad! It isn't that, I promise." Before he lets Connor go, he looks at me. After a second he releases Connor and walks into his office.

she whimpered, placing his hand on her slightly swollen belly. "I hope our baby isn't in danger. Why would Scarlett create such a horrible scene? I'm absolutely terrified for our little one." The mention of her pregnancy changed something in my father's face. The doubt and horror evaporated, replaced by absolute focus on Elise and the child she carried. His hand gently caressed her stomach, and he pressed a kiss to her temple. "It's going to be fine, my love. We'll go to the hospital right away. Our son will be fine."

"It was a mistake because of some stupid bet." His father scoffed, "I don't believe this. Max, you're twenty-two years old for crying out loud. To get a girl pregnant, you do not necessarily need to have sex with her more than once. Shouldn't you know this?" "Come on, Dad, she's just an opportunist," Max replied. "I'm sure someone else got her pregnant and she's here to..." "Shut up!" His father yelled. "I warned you about your immoral lifestyle but you didn't listen. Congratulations on finally getting results."

"Now you're just being delusional. You're my daughter. Why on earth would I hate you?" "Because you believe I stole your life!" I yelled back. "Dad got you pregnant in college, and it was evident that neither of you was fully prepared to start a family. However, due to your parents' religious beliefs, both of you felt compelled to make it work. My arrival interrupted your education because it was a challenging pregnancy. It seems you never fully bounced back from that, did you?"

He swallowed hard again and wiped his lips. “You..you can't father a baby?!” She asked in disbelief. “I can't, “ he replied sadly with his gaze on the floor. “And how do you know that?” She asked. “I once impregnated a girl called Sally after I ran away from rehab. We were both cohabiting, her parents were rich and she was a junkie too. We both fled from rehab and put up together in a home she rented. She loved me so much and then one day, she claimed she was pregnant. I took the bold step to return home to break the news to my family.

Inside the glass jar, the specimen's oversized head seemed to be staring straight at them. Henry let out a hysterical scream and scrambled backward until his back hit the wall. "Stay away from me! Stay away!" he yelled. "Don't come after me. Go to her instead! She's the one who gave you to Damian!" Jody, whom Henry was pointing at, immediately went pale. Her lips trembled uncontrollably as she screamed, "If it weren't for your sperm, I would never have been able to get pregnant!" Then, she added, "He's your father! Go to him instead!"