Divorced While Pregnant 소설 & 이야기

He went to where Bianca was still lying on the bed, with a smug look on her face and held her hands as he stared at me and said those four earth shattering words "I want a divorce”

Even though he had been married three times, he would not tolerate Zach divorcing me just one month after our wedding. Zach was moving up at Gordon Corporation, so he dared not do anything drastic. He seemed completely unaffected when he divorced me, yet he was too afraid to tell anyone about it. I was pregnant and still unsure of what to do next. Otherwise, I would have definitely exposed him.

Then, Alex asked, "If that's the case, he'll still divorce you, but it might take some time, right?" "But I don't want to wait. Alex, can you tell me about the plan you mentioned last time?" Amelia urged. After hesitating for a while, Alex decided to share the plan with her. "With Liam's influence and resources, forcing him to divorce you is nearly impossible. The only viable option is through legal means. But you couldn't do it when you were pregnant. During a woman's pregnancy, divorce can't happen without both parties agreeing." "Now that the child is gone, can we proceed?" Amelia quickly asked. She had researched this online because having a child made divorce difficult.

I mean, that picture was taken at one something; he got home a few minutes to three, granted the club was far, and getting a cab at such an hour is- I let out a scream underwater to cease my mind’s chatter, the water bubbles leaving me feel good but…not enough that I can let myself suffocate, so I raise my head above the water to breathe. I hate this...feeling. Everything is crumbling, and I can't do anything about it. I am pregnant now. Will I still be a laughingstock if I stay, or will they say that I am ‘strong’ and that I am ‘making the right choice’? I am pregnant now—is divorce still our end? I am pregnant now—can I still run to my Mate? I don’t want to sleep with other men, especially

“Just make sure you register with us before you go because you need to be monitored because of your condition.” Am I dreaming? My mind raced as I tried to process it. How is this even possible? Yes, Daniel and I have sex regularly, but how can I be pregnant after the divorce? I was crying uncontrollably. The thought that Daniel divorced me because I couldn't give him a child crossed my mind. I lost everything in just one day and now this child. Where will I start from? Where will I go from here? I recalled the hurtful words they said to me about being an infertile woman and how God had vindicated me by giving me this pregnancy.

On the top, in bold letters, were the words: Divorce Papers. I had kept this paper for so long, hoping I’d never have to use it. I thought I could make Areen love me, that we could be a family. But now… now it was clear. It was time to let go. For me. For my child. I wiped my tear-streaked face and folded the paper carefully. My hands trembled, but my resolve was firm. It was time to cut ties with the man who couldn’t see my worth. I would walk away—not because I didn’t love him, but because I owed myself and my child the dignity of a better future.

It was a text from Cyril. “The security told me that you just stepped out. If you don't want a divorce, come back home this minute. If you pass the night outside, consider this marriage over,” I read the text as tears gushed down my eyes. I can't even have a moment of relief anymore because I married a narcissist.

"Don't worry. He can't control me anymore. I'm keeping this baby, and there's no way in hell I'm letting Nadine have any connection to my child." Sydney let out a sigh of relief and nodded. "That's my girl! You're finally thinking straight. "But listen, since you're pregnant, the law states he can't file for divorce during pregnancy or nursing periods. Since Jeremy's being such a jerk, why not make him wait two years for that divorce?"

He's spent twenty-six years of his life turning her into his human-robot, someone who would do anything he said. Anita glared at him, hate filled her eyes. “ I'm not perfect. Since you don't know, let me tell you. Mark and I divorced two years after our marriage. None of those kids are mine, I couldn't carry a child because my womb was damaged from the so-called body fit pills you forced me to take.” “ I've quit my job; I'm thinking of going into fashion because, in case you haven't f**king guessed, I'm a woman! Tomorrow, I'd be living in South Africa with a man I truly love.”

He looked at the papers and said, "You're having triplets." My world stopped. Triplets? The word echoed in my mind, bringing back all the bad memories of Jeffrey. He had always wanted a baby and had been so cruel to me when I couldn't get pregnant. He called me names like "barren." Maralyn, my best friend, had even rubbed it in my face! But here I was, in a new country, being told I was pregnant with three babies! "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice trembling. "This can't be possible. I was told—"