Divorced While Pregnant Novels & Stories

She adjusted a bit before clearing her throat. “It has been years since I divorced my husband, but the memory still remains fresh every fucking day, as if it just happened yesterday. The day I divorced my husband, I was involved in a car accident, and I was a few weeks pregnant…” she paused and sniffed, fighting her tears back. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Esther's words echoed in my ears like a thunderclap. I could feel my chest growing so tight that it became difficult for me to breathe.

she said, a small sad smile on her face, "He divorced you?" I questioned, "Yes surprisingly, I was ready to forgive him if he had come to ask for forgiveness that it was a mistake or something, but he never did, until date. Instead, he came home the next night with divorce papers saying he was looking for a way to get rid of me before then and that was a perfect opportunity, I was beyond broken when it happened, to top it up, I was pregnant, and he had already filed for full custody of the child before the child was even born" she said a sad look on her face,

“If you actually loved me, Julian, you wouldn’t have left the wedding without a word. You wouldn’t have given my grandmother a heart attack and let her die, all over Sunny’s dog. You wouldn’t have pushed me down the stairs and caused me to miscarry, all so I’d apologize to Sunny! “Don’t insult the name of love, Julian. You disgust me.” Julian was at a loss for words. His gaze fell onto my belly. “I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to push you. If I had known you were pregnant, I wouldn’t have fought with you or gotten that divorce. It’s all my fault.” I closed my eyes, grieving over the baby that could have been. “There’s no point saying that anymore. The baby is gone, and so is the last link I

He shrugged. My throat bobbed as I weighed my options. I did not know what I wanted to do after I got divorced from him. I do not have a reasonable background, nor work experience, or a good education that could even land me simple jobs. I would survive on the alimony until someone scented out that my wolf was defective and they tried to hunt me down. I could not live my life that way. But I was also pregnant. What would I do with it? So many questions were rummaging through my head that I started to feel dizzy.

“I can’t imagine how you must be taking this divorce.” I scoff. “I’m yet to process it, you know? From divorce to getting married to you, to working for you. I’ve not settled down to actually think on it. Plus…” I pause. “Stefan’s making it pretty hard to.” “How so?” “He’s riling me up, Micah. At the courthouse, over the phone last night. I’m too pissed to actually think about our divorce with a clear head, I’m too pissed to process my loss—”

“This is the best news we’ve had in a long time. This child will bring our family together again. Aiden, say something! You should be happy!” Aiden didn’t look happy. He looked confused and angry. He pushed his chair back and stood up slowly. “I need some air,” he muttered. Daria frowned. “Aiden, sit down. This is a happy moment. Don’t ruin it.” But Aiden didn’t sit. He reached into his bag and pulled out a stack of papers. He placed them on the table in front of Lyka. “I want a divorce,” he said quietly. “I can’t do this anymore.” He had been looking for a good opportunity to do this but the pregnancy was unexpected, he didn't expect things to escalate so quick.

Jayson: “The pregnancy is currently stable,” The doctor continued. “However, she is physically and emotionally vulnerable. We need to avoid anything that could cause severe emotional distress.” Marcus swallowed. “Does that include telling her about the divorce?” The doctor hesitated. “Right now, yes. I strongly advise against suddenly telling her that her marriage has ended.” “But the divorce is already…” “I understand,” he interrupted me. “But from her perspective, that event hasn't happened. If she suddenly learns that she lost her marriage, discovered her husband was with another woman, left home, and ended up hospitalized…all at once, the emotional shock could be severe.”

Her sobs caught in her throat, silent but no less real. Even if she wanted to leave, she had nowh‍ere to go. Th‍e savings s‍he‍ had were tied‍ up i‍n the house she had paid for. Filing for divorce w‍asn’t just impossi‍b‍le emotionally it was‍ a process that needed money sh‍e didn’t have. Maya curled herself into the ch‍air, her body trembling. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and left al‍one in a home that should have been hers‍ too.

she asked. “It’s okay. Ask me anything. I was married for two years before we finally divorced. My husband didn’t want to have children with me, so we didn’t have any kids in our marriage. Apparently, during those two years, he was having an affair with another woman, and she got pregnant. To give his new girlfriend and the child she was carrying legal status, he divorced me. My fate wasn’t any better than yours.” A wide smile spread across my lips. “Sorry to hear that. So, did you just accept the divorce without a fight?”

The expecting mother was thrown out of her home! A video showed Tiffany crying in front of the camera. In the video, she wore a maternity dress. Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were red and swollen. One hand supported her belly while the other wiped away her tears. Her pitiful appearance made it seem as though she had suffered unimaginable injustice. “Harry and I’ve been married for fifteen years! We always had a great relationship. We agreed to be child-free, but then I got pregnant by accident. Then, he changed.”