Novel & Cerita Found Pregnant After Divorce Novel Krista

CHAPTER ONE After Divorce, Ex Husband Fell In Love With Me It was her grandfather's funeral and the world couldn't be more weighing down on her.She felt she had lost all hope to live.When she was just a little girl and her parents passed away leaving her behind, her grandfather had took her in and treated her like she was his immediate daughter. She loved him so much.It has being three month since he passed away, and her heart had been shredded to several pieces since then. She doesn't care about anything anymore just like she had lost the hope to live. Her grandfather who initiated everything was gone now, what was left?She sniffed in bitterly as she concluded with herself to serve Lucas a

Of course, she went for it. It didn't work. Then she overheard another solution: Find a donor. And just like that. It worked. Children had always been Brad's unfinished business. He'd been with other women before, but none of them had ever gotten pregnant. So when Vanessa told him she was expecting, he was over the moon. He even proposed the fake divorce immediately so he could marry her. She thought she'd won the lottery. She was floating on air. Vanessa's face was a mess of fear and denial.

Larissa straightened up, her attitude neither haughty nor humble. "First off, there’s nothing wrong with me. I’m not pregnant simply because I don’t want to be. I’ve come clean to your son about this early on in our relationship. He was afraid that you couldn’t accept it, so he never told you about it. Secondly, your son did not find a surrogate, and he never informed me either. That woman who is four months pregnant is his mistress—oh, no, soon-to-be wife actually, because I’m already going to divorce your son. Thirdly, that woman crashed into the waiter herself. How she banged herself up has nothing to do with me."

Anabel smiled. "Yeah, Give me a chance to proof how I love you. Please." "Okay, but there's something you need to know about me." "What is that?" He asked. "You can tell me anything." She looked down at their joined hands, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm pregnant. And I'm a divorced lady. My ex-husband and I separated a few months ago, and it's been really hard. Managing the company, dealing with the pregnancy, and trying to move on... it's been overwhelming."

“She said it but I find it really hard to believe. Not like it'd change anything if it wasn't true, I just don't think you can be that despicable.’’ “What are you talking about?’’ I squinted, curiosity springing up in my nerves. He dropped his gaze from my face, sizing my body up in a strange manner. I almost looked down to check what he was staring at, but he spoke. ‘‘Are you pregnant?’’ My heart missed a bit, and my hand subconsciously reached up to guide my stomach. His gaze simultaneously followed my hand, and a pained scoff escaped his lips. ‘‘It's true.’’ I cleared my throat, casting my gaze anywhere else but him. “Let's not make that a topic now Thompson, we are officially divorced no

I managed, my voice cracking, “you can’t do this to me. Please… just listen to me.” But he didn’t. He didn’t even look at me. “Get out, Eva,” he snapped. “I don’t want to see your face. Can’t you see I’m with Hazel? Leave.” His words tore through me like a blade. But I couldn’t walk away. Not now. Summoning every ounce of courage I had left, I shouted, “I’m pregnant with your child!” The room fell deathly silent. Areen froze, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. Hazel’s smirk faltered, replaced by wide-eyed alarm.

I pulled Henderson’s report toward me and studied the dates again. The first traceable purchase was fourteen months ago. My hand went still on the paper. The divorce had been finalized fifteen months ago. My chest tightened with a feeling I couldn’t name — shock, disbelief, something sharper. It couldn’t be. She had left with what I gave her. She had been pregnant and alone in a foreign country. She was building something new with Nathan — Reeves had confirmed it. I stood up from the desk and walked to the window. I pressed my palm against the cold glass, the same way I had stood at windows since the day she left.

"I'm sorry, Christy." "Don't you Christy me, you asshole. After everything? I'm not like Beatrice who would accept you with open arms!" "I did not accept him with open arms, Christina. Whatever you are thinking, you are wrong, okay? Nothing happened like that.” She put her hands on both of her hips. “I don't like seeing his face on your apartment, Beatrice. Seeing him made my blood boil. I always remembered what he did to you and Grayson.” “I did not know she was pregnant during that time, Christina,” he defended. “If I had known, I wouldn't be divorcing her.”

Kyla promised, her heart cold as her eyes bore holes in Catherine's face. Defenseless and broken was what she felt when she put the pen down. Her signature lay there gracing the divorce papers, confirming the end of something she thought would last. “I'll pay for it? What about you and your cheating ways, having even the nerve to get pregnant with another man's child?” Blake accused, his eyes burning into hers like an untamed fire. “And you Cate, you're a viper, and you'll pay for that,” Kyla threatened her. “Blake, throw this bitch out of the house before she utters anything to upset your baby, remember what the doctor said?” Catherine pouted, holding on to Blake's arm.