Dad Got Me Pregnant 소설 & 이야기

Dad's chest heaved, his eyes blazing with anger. Jay's hand went to his cheek, his eyes wide with shock. He looked at me, then back at Dad. “Dad, I can explain whatever you think —” “Explain?” Dad's voice rose. “Explain what? How you seduced your brother? How you took advantage of him and ruined his life by getting him pregnant at 18???” I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me. “Dad, stop —” “Pregnant?” Jay drew a step back. “Matt's pregnant?”

" I burst out laughing and fell into Lucas's embrace as he looked at me adoringly. Just then, Evelyn came out of her room upstairs and teased us. "When are you two going to give me a grandchild?" I lowered my head shyly under Lucas's loving gaze as he took my hand and led me to our bedroom. — Two months later, I suddenly realized my usually punctual period hadn't arrived. I took a pregnancy test and sure enough, I was pregnant. Shocked, I sat on the toilet, touching my belly and calling loudly for Lucas. Lucas was about to leave for work when he heard me and rushed in anxiously.

“Our baby should be here in two months.” “Oh… wow! Congratulations, man.” I reached out to shake his hand happily. I was genuinely thrilled for him. Unlike Joanna and me, who had gotten pregnant almost immediately after marriage, Adam and Elena hadn’t been so lucky and had to go through fertility treatments, which, if you ask me, is exhausting.

I am so glad she does not understand a thing Alexandra said. Yes, he gave birth to me and my twin, but our parent told my sister and me how tough it was for us to come into this world. Does that mean he will go through all that again? I walked into class on autopilot. Dad Jay is pregnant. The words kept looping in my head like a cursed song. I had only been away for one week. One week. I did the math again just to be sure my brain had not betrayed me. Dad Jay should be around forty three or forty four if my memory is correct. He complains about his knees. He complains about his back. He complains about waking up too early. And now he is pregnant.

Gerald stroked my back. "I'm here for you. Just a few months. After that, we'll be a whole and happy family." "Thanks daddy." Gerald led me to the end of the bed. With so carefully. I'm the one who is fertile or Gerald who is hot. In one year, I can get pregnant twice. Crazy indeed. Even back then, with Kelsea it was also the same case. I can get pregnant with this man, twice a year it's like a cat. "Mommy is resting, honey. If you want anything, tell Daddy. Don't worry, we'll do it. Nothing to worry about. Mommy won't lose and lack anything, daddy guarantees this." I nodded.

“That…has alcohol in it, right?” Alina smirked and nodded her head. “I can’t be having that!” she exclaimed. “I might be pregnant,” she said, feeling warmth in her eyes. She knew that a small amount wouldn’t have done much damage. And she wasn’t even sure if she was already pregnant. But it still made her guilty. “Oh, don’t be dramatic,” Alina said. “Don’t worry, baby,” David said. “We can always try for a baby again if you’d like. Vaughn doesn’t have to know that it’s his.”

he said and I saw Sean take a deep breath, but it was Dad who took the turn. "My daughter is pregnant, and you are responsible for that." said dad and Jordan laughed out loud. " I? Honestly, I've never had sex without a condom. " he said. "We didn't use Jordan, you didn't use anything." I said and at the same moment he turned to me. " You're kidding, aren't you?" he asked nervously. "No. I'm not kidding Jordan, I'm pregnant, and it's yours." I stated.

He barely let me out of his sight, his grip on my waist firmer, his kisses more demanding. And then, I started feeling sick. Nausea. Dizziness. Late period. My heart pounded as I took the pregnancy test. Two lines. I couldn’t breathe. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It was a contract marriage. A temporary arrangement. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love. And now, I was carrying his child. That night, I gathered my courage and told Lucas the truth. His reaction wasn’t what I expected.

Chapter 20 Ana's POV Silence stretched between us after Marcus’s confession. His words hung in the air, cold and unwavering. "I never want to have one." I gripped the wine glass tighter, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. My free hand instinctively brushed over my stomach—over the tiny life growing inside me. He had no idea. I swallowed hard, forcing a small, casual laugh. "Marcus, just because your father was a terrible parent doesn’t mean you will be."

“No, you don’t. No one does. Losing a grandparent is not the same as . . . losing a baby.” “I’m not talking about my grandmother’s death last year. I’m talking about my baby girl. The one that was born during my senior year in college.” Jodi’s mouth dropped. Baby girl? “What?” Billy put one hand on his knee and the other hand on the opposite side of Jodi, bracing himself on the bed. “The summer before our last year in college I hooked up with a girl. Her parents and mine had been friends for years. We had sex a couple of times at her parents’ place in the Hamptons. We had our fun, and then we went our separate ways. Four months later, she called me. Said she was pregnant. It was mine.” Billy