Divorced While Pregnant Novels & Stories

"But I got back on my feet" "You've found someone?" My smile fades off. "I thought I did. I don't know anymore" Shifting the conversation to a more a happy topic, I inquired. "Anyways, what about you?. Are you still with him?" She shows me her empty ring finger. "I'm divorced. Again" she lets out a huge sigh. "That's why I took this job once I saw that it was far away. I needed to clear my head" "I'm sorry to hear that"

"How long has it been since you left?" "Eight months since I moved out. The divorce was finalized three months ago, though he kept trying to claim it wasn't valid." "And in those eight months, you've started over completely. New job, new apartment, new life. You've fought back against his business practices and won. You've refused to let him intimidate you into coming back." Thomas met my eyes. "If that's what weakness looks like, I'd hate to see your version of strength." I felt tears threatening and blinked them back. "Sometimes I wake up and for a split second, I forget I'm free. I expect to feel his weight in the bed next to me, or hear him yelling from the other room."

"You've known this whole time." "I became aware, yes." "And you said nothing." "No." I sit, then I'm standing, then I'm sitting again. My body, unable to stay still. "She was pregnant," I said it out loud to hear how it sounded. "She was pregnant during the divorce." "Yes." "The clause." My voice came out flat. "The clause in the contract states that if she produces an heir within five years, the inheritance reverts. If she was pregnant…" "The clause specified a marital heir," my father said. "Produced within the marriage. The divorce was finalized before the birth. The legal position is not straightforward."

"What is this?" The second lawyer spoke up, his posture rigid. "Due to your documented unstable mental state, your recent unapproved departure from the estate, and the ongoing investigation into your alleged infidelity, Mr. Cole has instructed us to file for an absolute termination of the marriage. The custody agreement states that you will have zero custody rights once the child is born. You will possess no visitation privileges, and the child will remain under the sole care and legal guardianship of Mr. Cole." My heart hammered against my ribs. "Zero custody? I am the mother. I am carrying this child."

After three years of distance, cold dinners, and a marriage that felt more like a waiting room than a home. She was pregnant. A shaky laugh escaped her lips, half disbelief, half fear. She pressed a hand to her flat stomach as if she could already protect what was growing inside her. A fragile smile touched her face before she could stop it. Lucien would be home tonight. For the first time in a long while, hope stirred in her chest. Small. Careful. Dangerous. Maybe this would change things. Maybe this would finally make him stay.

"What?" "Elara was pregnant when Charlie divorced her," Silas added, his voice barely audible, his eyes fixed on the floor in shame. "We knew. We helped hide the medical records. We made sure Charlie thought she was just being hysterical and trying to trap him. We needed that divorce to go through so we could merge with the Vanes and save our own necks. We couldn't let a bastard child ruin the merger."

Second trimester. The words landed in my chest with weight, and the memory rebuilt itself piece by piece: she had been pregnant when she signed the divorce papers, pregnant when she stood across from me in the living room naming her price while I called her a gold digger, pregnant the night she said she wanted to tell me something important and I had turned my back on her because Samantha had called about a sprained ankle. "Mr. Hayes?" Reeves said. "Are you still—" "Thank you," I said and ended the call.

[Giana's POV] — I rubbed my belly and smiled, even though the truth was, I was completely at a loss. How was I supposed to answer this question? If I admitted that I had just gotten divorced, it would be strange because a divorce shouldn't have been finalized while I was pregnant. If I said my husband had died, I would look terribly pitiful, pregnant and abandoned by my husband. Meanwhile, if I admitted I didn’t have a husband, I didn’t know just how conservative this community might be.

I also sent someone to the Thayne family home to bring my parents to me. When Mother and Father saw me, their faces lit up. However, the moment they noticed I was alone and carrying luggage, they knew something was wrong. The instant they learned that Edric had divorced me, Mother's eyes went red, and Father slammed his hand on the table in fury. He was ready to march to the Regent's household with his walking cane and demand justice, declaring that Edric was heartless beyond measure. I took them both by the arms and spoke gently. "Father, Mother, please don't. This marriage ending is a good thing for me.

Because I needed to see the numbers on a screen, in digits, arranged in a sequence I couldn't rationalize away. The divorce was finalized in March. If the children were approaching four, they were born roughly three and a half years ago. Which meant they were conceived approximately four years and three months ago. Which meant Aurora was pregnant before the divorce was final. Which meant she was pregnant while I was still married to her, or within weeks of signing the papers. I stared at the calculator. The numbers didn't move. The numbers didn't have the courtesy to be ambiguous. My phone rang. Marcus again.