Novel & Cerita Dad Got Me Pregnant

“You were my grandmother’s charity project. That’s all you’ve ever been.” I had heard cruel words from him before but this time they burned deeper. Maybe it was the dress. Maybe it was his tone. Or maybe it was because I’d just come from the doctor’s office with news that should have changed everything. I was pregnant. Six weeks along. The baby was conceived on Adrian’s birthday — the one night he came home drunk and stumbled into our bed, whispering another woman’s name before he passed out. I’d lain awake beside him, tears soaking my pillow, pretending I didn’t hear him call me Charlotte.

Adam snapped, guiding Kelly to the passenger seat—the seat that should have been mine. Just as I was about to open the back door, Adam walked over and shut it. "Apologize first!" "I didn't do anything..." He slammed the door shut and hit the gas. I looked at Kelly, who smirked back at me. The exhaust from the jeep hit me hard as it sped off. "Wait, Adam!" I yelled after him. "I'm pregnant!" ... I was pregnant!

I stood up in the corner of the dining room, still in shock. Gabriella was pregnant for Adrian. I watched as Adrian's parents, looking stunned at first, began to hug Gabriella warmly. Adrian sat quietly, his expression unreadable. "I'm going to be a grandmother!" Adrian's mother cheered. Gabriella, savoring the moment, reached into her purse and produced an envelope. "I have the ultrasound here," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I was so stressed about Adrian's illness these past few months, I hadn't even noticed I'd missed my cycle."

Damn it, grandpa must never find out about it! "We kinda had our moment back then, Meghan." Jade said. I could almost swear he flustered now. Jade Fernandez, flustered? "But Alec was my husband, and we kinda..." Now it was my turn to blush, but like a fool. He swallowed. "Okay. So you're pregnant. That's um, that's..." "Horrible." I groaned, "Grandpa must never find out. No one must find out, it's so humiliating, Jade."

"Don't say dumb shit like that, Duncan. I'd die if anything happened to you. He grinned, his gaze filled with adoration. His hand found their way to my tommy. "Hi, there buddy. It's your daddy," He said in the most cute voice I had ever heard I immediately melted. "Can't believe you are going to have my baby," "Can't believe it either, really." I said. Getting pregnant was the last thing I expected, especially since I had my tubes tied a long time ago. But for some reason, I felt at peace

He deserved to know. I wondered how it happened, then remembered we didn't use protection, and I wasn't on birth control. I was a bit tipsy, and the chemistry was intense. It's not an excuse, but I ended up pregnant with twin pups. And I don't regret it. Addison and Aiden are my whole world. A sentiment my dad didn't share. I didn't tell my dad right away. I waited. I was anxious and frightened. I didn't even see a pack doctor at first to make sure everything was okay, but as the months went by, my belly grew bigger. I couldn't hide my pregnancy any longer. So, when I finally went to the doctor, it turned out they were somehow connected to my father.

Then for me like I’m the wicked step child, and last for himself. This felt like some kinda weird polygamy dinner from hell. I touched my plate like the blind wife I was pretending to be and began eating. “Oh,” Zade said, clearing his throat, “Daisy had trouble conceiving. She went to a sperm bank.” I raised an eyebrow behind my glasses. She smirked. “So that’s how I got pregnant, Zade?” “Yes,” he said quickly. “That’s how.” Her smile said otherwise. They slipped into easy conversation both laughing, whispering, sharing glances. The same way he used to talk to me. Their chemistry was undeniable, and disgusting at the same time.

JADE Max's father stared at me in surprise at first and then chuckled, "My son impregnated you?" I nodded, "Yes, sir. I am pregnant for Max Anderson." He shook his head, "Max has really outdone himself this time. Couldn't he have found someone better?" Hearing his words made me feel ashamed because I knew I looked horrible in my state. The man stared at me a little more and pointed his finger at me, saying, "Listen, the fact that we're wealthy doesn't mean anyone can take advantage of us. If you insist that Max is responsible for your pregnancy, I will get a test done after speaking to him.

“Carrie, instead of focusing on your wedding, you went out to have sex with a stranger. Huh?” His laughter grew bigger, and my heart squeezed. “Dad...” He lifted a hand to stop me. “My daughter is fucking pregnant now. Pregnant for God knows who!” “Dad…” was still all I could say as I felt everyone’s eyes watching me keenly. They were waiting for my excuse, for me to clear the issue. But there’s nothing to be cleared. If the hospital results aren’t fabricated, then I’m really pregnant. But how could I be so stupid? If I was going to carelessly forget to use the contraceptives, I should have allowed that gorgeous stranger to use protection as he desired to.

We never used condoms, I wasn’t on birth control, and… what was stopping me from getting pregnant? Would a child be Gabe’s cure? I had a tragic past. Gabe had a loveless childhood. He wouldn’t use his own kid to hurt someone. I’d seen how he treated his niece—there was love in his eyes, no question. But… me? Pregnancy would be tough, and childbirth risky. Would I put Gabe’s desire to be a father above my own life? If the answer was yes… it meant… No, I couldn’t love him. Not him! “You’ll be a grandpa soon, I think!” Gabe looked at my dad, his smile menacing.