Divorced While Pregnant 소설 & 이야기

“Honey, I’ve been alive long enough to know when someone is running and when someone is resting. You’re not resting.” The words hit closer than I expect. I pick at my napkin. “My husband divorced me.” Jess sucks in a breath. “Oh.” Ruth’s face softens in a way that makes my chest ache. “That’s not something you say casually.” “It wasn’t casual,” I say quietly. “He threw me out. I didn’t even have time to understand what happened.” “That’s a special kind of cruelty,” Ruth says, shaking her head. “I don’t like men who do that.”

"Mason, why are you always so petty? I'm home today to spend Thanksgiving with you and also celebrate our third wedding anniversary." It was amazing that she even remembered that today was our third wedding anniversary. Mason smiled. "Great! I even prepared a gift for you. It's in our room—no, I guess it’s your and Harvey's room now." Mason's voice was cheerful, but Mindy's heart still sank. She desperately rushed back to the room and saw a divorce agreement on the table. It had Mason's name on it. Mason's voice rang coldly. "Mindy, let's get divorced and never see each other again."

“The doctors said infertility doesn’t always prevent conception. This… this is rare.” He nodded briefly. “Okay. What do you want?” I stared out the window, heart hammering. “I’m confused. If I divorce, our child might grow up without a father. If I stay… I’ll have to endure the pain of knowing you love someone else.” “If you know you’re pregnant, isn’t it better not to divorce? Claim Lorian’s child as yours. Tell your parents you’re carrying twins—problem solved. If it’s true. If not… at least there’s still my child with Lorian you can claim.”

“I need a son. But you can not even carry a child. His words felt like knives. “You were two times pregnant, you had two miscarriages,” he added brutally. Perhaps you should be stronger in your body, so I would not have to take another woman. Tears filled my eyes. “I bore your children,” I said. “They died inside me.” Silence filled the room. He then picked up the divorce papers and hastily signed them. “There,” he said angrily. He tossed the documents to my face and I managed to catch them right before they hit my chest. “Thanks, I am happy you spared me the hassle.” Darius indicated the stair. “Now get out of my den. I would not like to find myself back here and see you.

"It was very serious and it made me very sad. So I left Daddy and we got divorced." "Divorced means not married anymore?" James was checking his understanding. "Yes. Divorced means we decided we couldn't be married to each other anymore." I pulled them both closer. "But here's the important part. When Daddy and I split up, I didn't know yet that I was pregnant with you. I found out after we'd already separated." "So you were pregnant but you weren't living with Daddy?" August was following the timeline carefully.

The angry look on her face hit harder than the sudden cold air on my skin. I stared at her. “Babe, what is it? Why did you stop?” She crossed her arms. “Why are you still with her?” “Who?” “Isabella, of course. Your so-called legally married wife.” I leaned back in the chair and dragged her hand down my face. “Are we still on this? I thought I explained everything to you. Once she signs that document I will divorce her immediately. Then you will have me to yourself. All alone.” I stood and closed the small distance between us. My fingers tilted her chin up so she had to look at me.

" umm... I kept thinking about what you said earlier.... but I have a few things to say. ''She hesitantly looked at him and finally began to speak. Ram assured her with his eyes " continue " " I'm Divorced, and pregnant with my ex-husband's child. I have my traumas that I didn't talk about before, but now..... I don't think it will work between us, Ram. because I'm not a good choice for you, I'm not even a virgin anymore and you...you...are '' she shuddered when Ram's sharp gaze made her lose her words.

“I know.” He leaned forward again, folding his hands together, speaking gently but clearly—his lawyer voice, and something beneath it that felt almost fatherly. “Legally,” he began, “you can proceed with the divorce without disclosing the pregnancy. It’s not illegal to withhold it, especially if there’s no legal petition or custody arrangement yet. But if Regan finds out later—and he will, eventually—he could file for paternity and seek parental rights. That would open a whole legal battle. He might even attempt to claim shared custody or visitation.”

He answered immediately and asked, "Mia, what's the matter? Do you need money from me?" Mia was somewhat amused by his joke. She said, "Jason, I want to consult you about something." "Yeah, go ahead." "I have a friend who has been married to her husband for several years, and they recently agreed to get a divorce. However, she discovers that she's pregnant but doesn't want to reveal it to her husband's family. She wants to keep the child with her." "That's easy to deal with. After the divorce, she can raise the child by herself. The father has no right to the child's custody. Generally, the child stays with the mother."

I wrote a plan. This plan was a divorce plan. I hope Freddy and I can divorce before the child is seven months old. In this way, I can successfully pass my late pregnancy and welcome the arrival of my three little babies safely. If I can't get a divorce smoothly, then I can only run away and disappear. This is the worst plan.