I Wasn’t Even Pregnant Yet Novels & Stories

His fingers curled around the folder’s edges, knuckles turning white. “Mr and Mrs. Harrington,” he began carefully, “I’m afraid there was… a small complication during your insemination.” The warmth in the room completely vanished now. Adina’s breath hitched. A dull, creeping panic twisted in her gut. “A complication?” Her voice trembled. “What complication? I’m pregnant, aren’t I? You called us in to give us good news, so what—what are you talking about?” Dr. Perry exhaled slowly, lowering his gaze. “You’re going to be a mother, Mrs. Harrington... But…” He hesitated, choosing his next words carefully. “…not of Mr. Harrington.”

Cassandra It was finally over. The exams. I think I failed, though, because I had never been so distracted in my life. But what the fuck ever! I mean, it’s not that important. And it wasn’t as if I would be able to come back, anyway. I was pregnant. God… I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. The worst of it was I couldn’t get hold of my mate. I’ve left countless voice messages, text messages, even a few nasty ones. But I didn’t tell him about our pregnancy. I needed to see his face when I told him.

My lips parted at the realization. So... that's why she said that seven weeks ago in that night when we intercourse. "I will never have a baby even if we have sex right now, so don't worry and let me do all the work for you, so watch." Fuck, you're not going to have a baby but I am, yes! I'm a boy who will give birth for you! I was biting my lips and regretting myself why I even let myself drink that night. I wouldn't be pregnant!

I shrug, the gesture small and hollow. “I’m not sad about it,” I mumble, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m just surprised. I never got pregnant once during the months I tried, and now it happened… accidentally. And it ended as soon as it began. I don’t know, Ric. I don’t want to hold onto this.” The weight of my own words presses against my chest.

~Esperenza’s POV~ I have no idea how I couldn't notice it before. Maybe because I was stressed. My body always denied having normal cycles whenever I was under stress. Maybe that's why I didn't notice it this time too. But pregnancy… I never thought about it. Heck. I've just started living with Diego as his wife. We already have two kids to look after. I don't think I'm ready for another one. I stared at the test lying in front of me. Just a couple of minutes more and it will tell me if I was carrying another life or not.

Eva walked him out, leaving me alone with the news that was still too big, too miraculous to fully process. I slid down into the bed, pulling the covers up to my chin. Pregnant. The word felt foreign on my tongue, like a language I'd forgotten how to speak. I'd been here before, of course. Not here exactly—never this far along without knowing, never with a man who would celebrate instead of calculating—but I'd felt this flutter of hope before. The difference was that this time, I hadn't been trying. This time, I hadn't spent weeks obsessing over ovulation schedules and basal body temperatures. I hadn't timed intercourse like a military operation or held my breath through two-week waits that

I was positive ! There was life growing in me !! I was carrying a pup ! I never knew that I would say these famous words but I was pregnant !! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Samantha’s POV

I didn’t say anything. But in my head? Yeah. That name came up immediately too. Jacob Grey. Because the timing? Too perfect. The control? Too precise. The confidence? Too intentional. I crossed my arms slowly, my gaze dropping slightly as I processed everything. “So let me get this straight,” I said finally. “I’m pregnant. I didn’t have sex. I didn’t undergo any procedure knowingly. And the only explanation left is that someone did this without my knowledge.” “Yes,” Uncle James said quietly.

“I see you’re going to be a spectator. How fitting for you. Always watching from the sidelines, too weak to actually do anything. Just like always.” “I’m pregnant,” I said flatly. “Or did you forget that?”

“Isn’t it supposed to be?” “Who told you that?” “Online” I replied “It’s… common, right?” “It is,” Madam Lin admitted. “But not mandatory.” “I didn’t even know I was pregnant,” I continued. “No nausea, no dizziness, nothing. It just feels like…” I trailed off. “Like something might be wrong,” Madam Lin finished. I nodded. For a moment, Madam Lin simply looked at me. Then she laughed. Not mockingly. Just… lightly amused. “You young people worry too much.”