Liz Katz Pregnant の小説・ストーリー

It was my birthday, and I had made a big meal. I waited happily for Heather Pond’s return, but I received news that she was pregnant and the baby was not mine. I loved children very much. So, after we got married, I bought a lot of baby products. I often dreamed about our future children. However, Heather said she did not like children. She was afraid that her body would be disfigured after she gave birth. She was also worried that having children would affect her career. Hence, she had no plans to get pregnant.

"Oh, and one more thing, Lucrezia. Tomorrow Dona Zappa and others will also come. You must be happy to be able to get together with the other friends again." Yes, of course, if I hadn't been made into a joke, Lucrezia thought. And speaking of the Zappa family, it seemed like Lucrezia had to do something about her engagement that was only a week old. ***

“You all just take me for a joke. Is this the surprise you were talking about? So you think I'd fall for it?” Iscoffed. “believe it or not, she is his wife.” “He made someone pregnant? And gave birth to kids…look at her, she's too grown to be a surprise kid. I'm not buying this.” I didn't expect this to happen but now, I have to deal with it.

The others stop, but Lilith mutters and pushes them to move on together, annoyed. "Is everything okay?" I ask, worried. "Of course, I just... want to tell you something..." She sighs, seeming to search for the right words. "What is it? Are you hurt?" I ask, analyzing her with concern. "No, Jaden, it's just that I don't know how to say this, but I can't keep it to myself," she says, letting out a nervous laugh. Her fingers touch my face, and she lowers her eyes to meet mine. "Jaden, I know this is a difficult time for you, but I think you need to know that..." She takes a deep breath, holding my hand and placing my fingers on her belly. "I'm pregnant, Jaden. The goddess has blessed us with an

Not yet. I leaned back against the sofa and closed my eyes. The baby shifted gently, a small movement, barely noticeable, yet it immediately pulled me away from the chaos. For a few precious seconds, none of this mattered. Not Nathan. Not Isabella. Not Arthur. Not the birth certificate. Just me and the tiny life growing inside me.

"Don't think about anything. Besides, there's no way Leora would come back to me and just so you know, she's pregnant now and will soon marry her lover!" Lizzy turned her attention from the magazine on her lap. "Leora... Pregnant?" "Yes. She's pregnant and she--" "Wait!" Lizzy cut me off. "Didn't you say she was sterile?" I shook my head weakly. Lizzy didn't know how much I was slapped by the fact. "No. It turns out she wasn't sterile at all. I was just too impatient to wait for her to get pregnant and try harder," I said. Lizzy snorted angrily. "What do you mean, Peter? Don't make me think you regret divorcing her, now that you know she can get pregnant? Do you wish you were the one who got

said Trent. At the word trimester, the entire table erupted. Violet gasped and hugged Lizzie, while Ash chuckled before shaking Trent’s hand. Thea also gave Lizzie a hug, amazed that despite Lizzie’s petite size, she couldn’t see any kind of baby bump yet. Then again, it was early still. “Yes, I’m pregnant”—Violet interrupted with a squeal—“and I’m due in October. Right before Halloween, actually.” She rubbed her belly. “I’m sorry we didn’t tell you all sooner, but I’m a worrywart and wanted to wait.”

Lizzy chuckle in the end. “Are you saying you’re pregnant?” Bash asks a little harshly. “Whoa! I just told you to stop giving us a heart attack and look at what you just did?” Lizzy hits her brother on his arm. “I’m sorry. Are you pregnant, Lizzy?” he asks again. Lizzy rolls her eyes. “No, Bash, but we talked about having family and all that stuff. Don’t tell me you and K never talked about your future?” Lizzy’s words are making me freeze.

Mom and Dad stood at the foot of the bed, all of them staring at me like I was a newborn baby inside a crib. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? How do you feel? Do you want chocolates? Fruits? How about some pistachio ice cream?" Aunt Liz flooded me with questions without even breathing. "I always ate those when I was pregnant with my baby boy Jack here—" A wrinkle formed between my brows. One word rang loudly in my ears loudly. "Pregnant?" I repeated quietly. "Yes, pregnant," she confirmed with a confident nod. "And me and your Mommy H will absolutely help you with everything. You can ask us anything about maternity, okay?"

AURORA “That’s terrible advice, Lizra. I need to talk to my parents.” She frowned at me, huffing. “So your parents are better counselors than me?” I appreciated how Lizra didn’t make the pregnancy look like it was a big deal, even though it was. It wasn’t my fault that I expected her to jump in excitement and start blabbing about the good news. Good news? How could this be good news?