Is Dove Cameron Pregnant Novels & Stories

But there was something she was sure of, Cameron was changing, Cameron hated him with all her heart. A memory came to him while he kept walking. “Cameron?” He asked while he was pouring himself a tequila. She didn’t answer. She kept cooking her favorite scrambled eggs. “Cameron? Do you want me to help you out with that?” He offered. The real reason behind those words? He was suspecting Cameron being already pregnant. Yes, it had to be. That was why every time he went to the kitchen he found her cooking scrambled eggs. Pregnant. Diego was going to be a father of a baby that wasn’t conceived with love as he would’ve wished when he was with Eliza.

“Didn’t you just get married?” I remembered that he could not attend our wedding, but he sent us a big gift. “Because that woman showed up.” Cameron went quiet and looked at me with a thoughtful expression. I could tell what he wanted to ask. “It’s true that I’m pregnant.” “Does Zach know?” “He thinks that he does, but he actually doesn’t,” I answered in a confusing way. However, Cameron did not ask for more details. Smart people did not pry into others’ private lives or feelings.

“State your price for the silence.” I opened it. DISSOLUTION OF MATE-BOND & LEGAL SEPARATION. The white paper felt like silver-burn against my skin. “Cameron?” He yanked his tie loose, his neck muscles corded and tense. He looked at me then—really looked at me—with those ice-blue eyes that never saw me as an equal. Only the girl his grandmother forced him to claim to stabilize his bloodline after his accident. “I’m pregnant,” I blurted, my hand flying to my stomach. “If... if that were true, would this still be happening?”

~-Time skip to the dinner~~ After everyone was settled and we had ordered, Cameron and I stood up in our place. "Everyone can I have your attention please. Cameron said, a smile pasted on his face. "We have some news," I said once they were quiet and looking at us. Together we took a deep breath and let it out, better just get it over and done with now, "I'm pregnant", "I'm going to be a dad." Cameron and I said together. No one had made a sound, not even Cameron's parents who we called earlier to let them know at the same time as everyone else.

I just hoped in my mind that he'd not hit mom again and she'd deliver the baby safely. "Look at you!" He said laughing. "Ain't you just a strong woman, carrying a whole human in your tummy! Or are they two? When are you due, babe?" He asked. I wondered what kind of husband he was. He didn't even know how many months his wife had been pregnant. The pregnancy he put there. "I'm 32 weeks gone, Cameron" she said going back to the kitchen and Cameron walking towards his room. I walked past him towards the main door, and he pulled me back.

Devon took his cell phone out of his pants pocket. “What are you going to do?” asked Raline, who was very surprised by Devon's rapid movements. “I want to tell mom, dad, Davina, Malia, and Sis Selena. I also have to tell dad Jarvis.” “But—” Deanna immediately picked up Devon's call, which had been trying to connect for some time. “What's up, Devon?” “Mom, you're going to have a grandchild.” Devon smiled proudly. “My wife is pregnant!”

Cameron slumped back in his chair, completely drained of strength. Before he was taken away, he stared at me with hatred. "Nina, you won. But do keep this in mind, Wendy is pregnant! That's a child of the Lister family! My parents won't let you off!" "Pregnant?" I froze for a moment, then laughed. "Is that so? Then you'd better pray that the child is really yours." Cameron was stunned. "What do you mean?" "James, show him." James handed over a photograph.

And yet, the report had confirmed it—five weeks pregnant, with the pregnancy progressing well. She looked down at her stomach with quiet wonder and love. “This is a blessing,” she whispered. “The most beautiful blessing.” Daven didn’t speak right away. He simply looked at her, his own eyes gradually reddening. Then he placed his hand over hers, covering her hand where it rested on her stomach. “You have no idea how I felt when the doctor told me,” Daven said quietly. “I couldn’t even speak. I just stood there, staring at him. I kept asking the same question again—is my wife really pregnant again?”

“I just bought the domain. You’re welcome.” Back in Atlanta weeks later, Cassie stood in her backyard garden, pruning roses while the sun dipped low behind the trees. She heard the crunch of gravel, Damon returning from a walk, and turned to meet him. He kissed her forehead. “Guess what?” Cassie raised a brow. “You booked us another last-minute flight?” “Nope,” he said, pulling an envelope from his pocket. “Hope’s officially pregnant again.” Cassie gasped. “She is?!”

The next hours were sheer hell, but she held her worries inside for most of them, not telling a soul of her fears, her hopes, her worries. Not calling Damon, for she didn’t even know what to tell him. Didn't even know how to start, especially as he was probably still very mad at her right now. And even when the doctor confirmed that she was infact pregnant, she couldn't bring herself to tell anyone. But on the following morning, Camille dropped by with a new contract for her to sign. They had just gotten a deal with Fair marketing media and she had to go through it. Of course they were needed immediately and it meant even more work was coming their way. Wendy had no choice but to tell her t