Novel & Cerita James Gets Harry Pregnant Fanfiction

I turned to see James standing there with a sullen face. He ripped into me without even asking. "Haven't you embarrassed us enough? This is a hospital, not your playground. Keep this up, and I'll call the police." My heart felt like it'd been ripped out and dumped in the cold. Sarah was the one who started it. I didn't do anything wrong. Just two hours ago, James was begging me not to divorce him. Now he was siding with her again. "You just don't have a heart," I spat.

I went anyway, wanting to see the performance and what his parents had to say. Their house smelled of money and old perfume. James’s mother sat stiff and regal, pearls at her throat, a look of polite disgust in her eyes. His father didn’t bother hiding his contempt. James lounged in a corner like the wronged saint he was pretending to be. “Mariam,” his mother began, voices slightly raised the moment I entered. “Mother, I hope you're doing okay,” I greeted her, which she ignored. “We think it’s time you stopped this… behavior.” James has a mistress now. She’s pregnant. You can’t give him a child, so it’s only fair you accept he gets someone else pregnant.”

His voice was filled with disbelief as he muttered, "No. No, it can't be. Katherine loves me so much…" Tears streamed down James' cheeks and dripped on the document, turning the bright red stamp blurry. The papers were thin and weighed nothing, but at that moment, they felt unbearably heavy. Unable to control himself, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood before collapsing in a heap on the bed. … James had a very long dream. In the dream, I didn't die, and we got married without a hitch. However, we didn't have a happy married life.

He tried to warn himself of something. "Your name," James begged, breathing hard against her neck, inhaling her scent. She peppered kissed all over his face, his neck, grasping his hair, pulling him close to her, but she didn't answer. "Please," James begged. "Please tell me your name." She still didn't answer. She ripped his pants off, claw's replacing fingernails. She shredded her own white dress, and James could only think of claiming her. - James sat bolt upright, covered in sweat, feeling a pain for a phantom wound. And he groaned in frustration.

Layla asked. "I'm okay." I noticed as James stood in the doorway, I felt my stomach clench. He had a look of cold anger on his face, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. I wondered if he was upset because I wasn't the woman he had thought I was. After all, he had mistaken me for someone else the first time we met. Could he be angry because I wasn't the woman he had wanted me to be? Or was there something else going on?

"Damien said and left, Arrya couldn't help but smile at her husband's chef mood. Arrya covered herself back as she drifted into sleep Damien brought out his phone and called James on his way to his kitchen "Meet me in the kitchen in 2," Damien said before hanging up. He needs sleep but having a pregnant wife who is hungry is better to be awake. James rushed to the kitchen to see his boss already boiling rice grains "Good morning boss"James greeted for Damien to nod.

She shook her head so fast that it seemed like she was twitching. Natasha's voice trembled as she answered, "N-no… it wasn't her, but… so what if it wasn't? I can't have children anymore! "James, you promised me we would have a child together. You said once Jenna gave birth, you would hand the baby over to me, and that the baby would call us Mom and Dad. We would raise it as our own…" Before she could finish, James burst into wild, unhinged laughter. For the first time, he realized just how absurd and cruel he had been to Jenna. He had forced her to take medicine, watching her vomit, but still not letting her stop.

But the glint in his eyes told me he was filing this away for later ammunition. I exhaled through my nose, forcing my shoulders to loosen. “Good. Then get to it.” James’s smirk faded into something flatter, heavier. He shoved his hands into his pockets, the soda can now forgotten on the table by the wall. “Alright, no jokes this time. I needed to talk to you about Jay’s pregnancy.” The shift in his tone made me straighten. “What about it?” James glanced toward the closed door, then back at me. “The babies’ due date looks like it’s only two months away.”

Harry laughed at him. James' eyes changed into fierce ones instantly he heard Harry. His anger kept tripling every second. He was so filled with rage and feels like pouncing on Jaden, to show everyone who is more powerful. "Don't you worry guys, we would all know how strong Jaden is tonight! I hope by then, you all won't change your stinking mouth!" James rolled his eyes at them, angrily. "Calm down James, Harry was only saying his mind... We can't tell, Jaden might be stronger than you. But let all wait for it since we have just a few minutes to go!" Paul explained in all seriousness.

Anna forcibly stopped her crying. "I'm sorry for bothering you." Harry took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart. "Patience, this is a test," he thought. "You can leave if you're angry!" Harry shook his head. he tightened his embrace, trying to calm himself and his wife's emotions. "No, honey. You don't bother me at all. I just want to be home now. Accompany my wife who is now pregnant my child. "Oh, so if I don't get pregnant, will you be able to let me go?"