Novel & Cerita I Was Pregnant After Divorce

he asked. I heaved a sigh, "I can't say for sure, but I can tell it is sprained, she just has to rest the leg." He nodded. "And you are fine? Is everything okay with you?" I could hear the slight worry in his tone. But the truth was that I had nothing to say. What was I going to tell him, that I was sexually attracted to my wife's daughter? Yeah right, I could already tell what would be going through his mind.

"I was wrong... please... I was really wrong! Give me one more chance... I want to be rich!" As I frowned watching him, Jack seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes to look at me. When he saw Lucas carefully touching my belly, all color drained from his face. Immediately after, doctors shouted for help with resuscitation—the patient had lost consciousness! Lucas and I exchanged smiles, held hands, and walked out of the hospital together toward our beautiful future. A few months later, I gave birth to twins. We named them Noah and Maya. I watched our two babies in their cribs and Lucas busy preparing formula nearby, and smiled as I closed my eyes.

“yeah sure, reduce stress, eat a lot of foods and fruits with vitamin, like i said avoid too many stressful activities. you can be discharged now” “okay, thank you doctor, but uhmm please can i stay for a while” ‘i needed time to process my condition and what next to do’ i thought to myself “yes sure” she replied before leaving my ward i lay back down on the hospital bed The doctor's words are still echoing in my mind. I am pregnant. I got divorced the past two days, and now I am faced with the daunting reality of raising a child on my own.

" umm... I kept thinking about what you said earlier.... but I have a few things to say. ''She hesitantly looked at him and finally began to speak. Ram assured her with his eyes " continue " " I'm Divorced, and pregnant with my ex-husband's child. I have my traumas that I didn't talk about before, but now..... I don't think it will work between us, Ram. because I'm not a good choice for you, I'm not even a virgin anymore and you...you...are '' she shuddered when Ram's sharp gaze made her lose her words.

I was so afraid of getting pregnant again, to the point that I felt nothing whenever Stephen made love to me. The problem started immediately I had Ella. My pregnancy had countless complications and it was so painful during her birth. I almost lost my life in the process. From that day, I feared getting pregnant. And I ended up pushing my husband away from me forever. He was now with another woman, who made him feel alive. It's so painful when I think about this. I think it's better if I give Steve what he wants. There is no need of us dragging the matter to court while I can sign the divorce papers at home.

I was told that I was unconscious for three days after the surgery and apart from the death of my baby, they gave me another bad news;I won't be able to get pregnant again. My womb was damaged due to the accident. I was just twenty three years old and my motherhood had been cut short. My life seemed meaningless and I hated it. There was no reason to keep living. But Mel stood by me and tried all she could. Two weeks later, Mel and I arranged for our flight and left the country. This place only brought nothing but sadness and Mel said it was going if we changed environment so, we ended up leaving the country. We settled down in Germany.

She heaved a deep breath, relieving the memories wasn't easy for her but she still wants to tell Ashton about it. "The day I got the results was the same time Adams brought home our divorce papers, I did try to tell him that I was pregnant but he never gave me the chance to speak, all he wanted at that moment was to get rid of me, get rid of the woman he thought was barren and sees as a disgrace. We had an argument and I ended up signing the divorce papers, the day our divorce was finalized I left Seattle and relocated to London." She was at the verge of crying but she managed to go on.

“But thank you for trying.” My throat tightens. “I should have been trying a long time ago,” I say. She nods slowly and for the first time since everything exploded she doesn’t look at me like I’m an enemy just someone who hurt her and someone she’s learning how to tolerate again. As I drive home I replay every small moment of the past few weeks. The groceries, the porch, the light, the baby room and dinner. None of it fixes what I did or erases the divorce, the lies, the betrayal, the kidnapping, the blood but it builds something new fragile, tentative and real.

Had she fully recovered now? But what about me? What about the feelings I had already developed for him? And what about the baby growing inside me? "I'll bring the divorce papers tomorrow. Make sure you sign them as soon as possible." That was all he said before heading upstairs. I’d lost my appetite, so I decided to head upstairs too. After changing into my pajamas, removing my makeup, and making sure there were no traces of tears for Nathan to notice, I walked into our bedroom. The room we had shared for the past three years. We slept on the same bed, lying side by side and sharing intimate moments like a couple deeply in love.

She adjusted a bit before clearing her throat. “It has been years since I divorced my husband, but the memory still remains fresh every fucking day, as if it just happened yesterday. The day I divorced my husband, I was involved in a car accident, and I was a few weeks pregnant…” she paused and sniffed, fighting her tears back. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Esther's words echoed in my ears like a thunderclap. I could feel my chest growing so tight that it became difficult for me to breathe.