Found Pregnant After Divorce Novels & Stories

Every single one falls just after the divorce papers hit his desk. He sets the photos aside and pulls out the next stack. Medical records. Photocopies of discharge summaries, lab results, handwritten notes. One line jumps out: positive hCG, confirmed two weeks post-divorce. Another: fetal heartbeat detected at eight weeks. The doctor’s name is familiar – Patel. The same one who told them the chances of another pregnancy were almost zero after the trauma. He leans back in the chair, the leather creaking under his weight. His mind goes to the birthmark he saw the other day – that small crescent moon behind Lucy’s left ear. The very same one he has.

The expecting mother was thrown out of her home! A video showed Tiffany crying in front of the camera. In the video, she wore a maternity dress. Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were red and swollen. One hand supported her belly while the other wiped away her tears. Her pitiful appearance made it seem as though she had suffered unimaginable injustice. “Harry and I’ve been married for fifteen years! We always had a great relationship. We agreed to be child-free, but then I got pregnant by accident. Then, he changed.”

"Jace! Man, it'd good to see you. How are you? Where have you been? You just disappeared off the face of the earth. I've missed you. There were times when I needed good advice and a sounding board." We got a table and talked for an hour. She was divorced, her husband had cheated on her and she caught him. "Apparently he wasn't as rigid over color lines as I was. A skinny little blonde with the figure of a twelve year old boy. I caught him, he promised it was over, we went to counseling. I was just abut sure we were over it when she rolled up pregnant. I never saw him again after that, he didn't even show up at the final decree."

"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."

“Vera’s pregnant with my pup.”My husband, Mason, calmly informed me that he got my sister pregnant. “A divorce, then.” I cleared my throat quietly, lifting my chin as I sat up straighter in my chair. “I’ll tell Father.” “We can’t get a divorce, Bianca.” Mason shook his head, looking at me as though I’d just suggested the most ridiculous thing in the world, “Stop with the nonsense. We need a real solution here.” “Oh,you expect me to raise the pup you and Vera are having?”

That didn't affect their love, they joined hands together to pass through all the circumstances concerning her and her company. But in a dime minutes, she found out the hidden truth, that her husband was the rapist who made her naked picture go viral after raping her. She found it uneasy to move on with him—the only solution to getting back her happiness was by divorcing her husband and going on a vacation where she spent a night with her long-time male friend. Five weeks later after the divorce and the one night with her old male friend, she discovered that she was five weeks pregnant. It left her in confusion, who owns the child…her ex–husband, Reid, or her old male friend, Richard?

“I found out that I was pregnant after our divorce. In fact, I found out just after I got here, but I kept the knowledge of my pregnancy to myself. After all, there was no way I was going to let a man who had treated me so shabbily know about my unborn child, or so I thought in my righteous indignation at that time. I was convinced that since he was looking for every means possible to hurt me, taking my child away from me would be the easiest way to do it. That would hurt me more than anything that he had done so far, so I just kept the news to myself since then.” “Why’d you guys divorce so suddenly? I already have an idea from what I gleaned in the media back then, but I want to hear from y

Changed her number, moved to Oregon, built a life I knew nothing about until she started showing up in business magazines as the founder of a company worth millions. I wrote down the timeline. Divorce finalized March 15th. If Grace had been nine weeks pregnant when she told me—and she'd said she was, I could hear her voice saying it, could remember dismissing it as manipulation—that meant conception was roughly mid-January. We'd had sex mid-January. I could remember it vaguely, one of those routine encounters where I'd gotten what I wanted and rolled over to sleep while Grace lay there staring at the ceiling.

When Farrow was being an annoyance every day, asking for another kid, I kept saying no, but I knew my IUD needed to be replaced soon and sometimes I would consider to just take it off and let fate do its thing, but then I made an appointment with my doctor to have it replaced. And then I never replaced it. Is it possible I had sex with Farrow with that thing expired? And now I'm fucking pregnant? As a divorced woman? Oh, my fucking god. Oh, god. I grab my phone and go through my conversation with my doctor, then I shriek again when I see her messages reminding me of the appointment to replace it. Almost four months ago. I never saw them, I was too busy being cheated on and having my life tur

"No more lies. No more secrets. That was the deal, Lia. Complete honesty. And the first major thing that happens, you hide it from me for four days." Lia pushed herself up from the floor, her legs shaky. "I needed time to process!" "Process?" He whirled on her. "We're supposed to process things together. That's what this is supposed to be. A partnership." "I just found out I'm pregnant!" Her voice cracked. "With a baby I didn't plan while I'm in the middle of divorcing my husband and dealing with the aftermath of nearly getting killed by the Russian mob. Forgive me for needing a few days to wrap my head around it before dropping it in your lap!"