Divorced While Pregnant Novels & Stories

“Shock? Yes. But your husband looked hopeful that you’re pregnant, Kayleigh.” My eyebrows raised, looking at the closed door. “Really?” I shrugged and walked back to the bed, still hearing them hushing. It was much better if they didn’t see my face. My family can read my emotions easily, and I don’t want them to know something is going on between Alex and me. I breathed out, realizing that my answer and Granny’s misunderstood information complicated things. How can we divorce if I am pregnant? I heaved a deep sigh, sending Alex a text message.

"I was asking myself why you had to drink so much. Yes." "I'm not a drunk. I caught my in bed with my husband." I paused, replayed what I had said in my head and giggled. "Damn! I guess I'm more drunk than I thought." "Yeah, but I understood you. He cheated?" I nodded. "He did, with my stepsister. He threw me out of the house and... divorced me." "Why did-" he began. He took the glass of alcohol; I wasn't aware that I was raised to my lips, away from me. In doing so, he leaned real close, and I got a noseful of his perfume, something woodsy and fresh.

“Today is is thirtieth wedding anniversary.He’s holding a party tonight and I was invited.I really don’t want to go alone.Can you come with me?” I was a little reluctant. Doesn’t he have a girlfriend? “Oh my God…I’m so sorry.Sometimes,I forget that you have an husband.” My eyes widened.”I don’t have an husband.” He looked taken aback.”But…I can remember you said you left your last job because you fell pregnant so I thought you were married.” I sighed and replied.”I was married but I’m divorced now.My child…he died at birth.” I tried my best not to think about my baby right now.

“It’s not unusual. Did you know? Nearly 45% of couples are divorced in the United States. I’m sure you are not alone.” “That’s the thing,” Eloise exasperatedly said. “We’re not a normal divorced couple. We were never really together, either. We’re in this weird ambiguous relationship of being co-parents with some sexual tension!” “So you admit that the two of you have sexual tension?” Cadence asked with one eyebrow raised. “Oh, fuck off. That’s what you gathered from my statement?” “I’m just saying,” she chuckled. “I thought you wouldn’t fall for him anymore.”

"Even if your parents approve, we still can't divorce. Yasmin, you are currently pregnant with my child. We can never divorce while you are pregnant." Yasmin was silent as she heard what Raga had just said. The woman forgot that if a wife is pregnant, then she will not be able to divorce her husband or the divorce suit will not be granted. "Why does it have to be this difficult. I just want to be happy, I don't want to live with someone who has betrayed me. Why does it have to be this difficult." "Yasmin, listen to me carefully. I have never betrayed you. The reason I met Devandra was not because I wanted to get back together with her but I just wanted to see my son."

he said without concern, with a smile on his face. “But we are divorced. How are we going to take care of a child when we are divorced? God, I shouldn't have even made love to you while we were divorced in the first place…” I sighed, thinking I was pathetic. Who in their right mind would sleep with their ex-husband until they got pregnant after having spent so much time apart?

"Reckless. Drinking while pregnant, then trauma to the stomach? Where's your family? You've been out for a day. Your husband came by once. Once. What kind of person does that?" I looked around. No one. I shook my head. "We're getting divorced." The doctor just nodded and told me to rest before discharge. Still stuck in the hospital, I called a lawyer and had the divorce papers drafted. When I called Chuck, he sounded flustered. "Babe, just wait a little longer. Once I've handled everything, I'll come take care of you." I smiled. "What's there to wait for? By the time you're ready, it'll be too late."

My hands shook a little after I put my signature on the paper as I realized the gravity of what I had just done. I was officially divorced. As I stared at the signed papers, something shifted inside me. It wasn’t just grief any more; it was clarity. I had nothing left tying me to Washington city. No family. No home. There's no reason to stay. The love I’d fought for, cried for and defended had never truly existed. Julian had walked out of our marriage long before today. I was just the last one to leave. And maybe, just maybe, that made me stronger. I wiped my tears, squared my shoulders, and told myself I would not be broken. I would start again on my own terms.

“He and I got a smooth divorce. It differs from your initial thoughts." "A harmonious separation? Irrespective of your divorce, you remain pregnant. Your ex-husband has no regard for you whatsoever. Is he human anymore? When a girl is pregnant, no man worth his salt would allow her to relocate away from home and into a foreign environment. Here, you have no one to rely on. No one can assist you when you are being bullied." Stella asked feeling as though her brain was about to blow apart, "Ms. Beckham, please, I genuinely do.”

They had suffered due to the Hurt's scheming as much as I had suffered, after all. "As you may all know by now, I was married before. And before that nasty divorce, I was pregnant. Things weren't great back then, but I had decided to keep it. I was very excited to become a mother. But Andrian and his mother? After he found his real family, he couldn't be bothered by me or by my baby. Apart from divorcing me, he wanted to get rid of me and my baby. And while I survived, my unborn baby back then wasn't so lucky." I whispered, a bitter lump settling in my throat when I thought about those dark times.