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“I made a mistake. I didn’t… I didn’t mean to hurt you. Please forgive me. Come back, please…” As he wept, he slowly drifted into a fitful sleep. In his dreams, he found himself in a place where everything felt right again. He saw Alena, her eyes shining with joy. “Stephen, I’m pregnant,” she said, her voice full of excitement. Stephen’s heart soared. He couldn’t believe it. He was going to be a father.

“I know mom. I’ll figure something out.” “That’s not good enough.” She’s still staring at me with that look of disappointment in her eyes. “You know what? I think it’s high time you reached out to that ex-husband of yours. You were married once. Who knows? If you beg him, he might be willing to help us out with some cash.” “What!” I flare up. I glare daggers at my mother. “How can you ask me to do that after everything he did to me?”

Did he have to make this a lot harder. I stood there trying my best to hold the tears. "I accept to be you contracted wife. I've already signed the papers."I stretched the paper towards him. He reached out and took the paper from me, he flipped the pages down to the last page and nodded. "I want my mum's surgery to be conducted tonight by the best doctors in town." "Deal, I'll have my lawyers look into this and they would get everything ready for the surgery." "Why you doing this?" I asked looking him straight in the eye.

He decided to prompt Griffin to speak first. Griffin shook his head, causing Dicky to furrow his brow, realizing his guess was wrong. Dicky tried to guess again. "Zaylee?" Dicky asked, to which Griffin immediately nodded to. Dicky laughed, thinking Griffin was overreacting because of an issue with Zaylee, his former girlfriend. "What's up with Zaylee? I thought there was nothing unusual about your relationship; issues with ex-girlfriends are nothing new." Dicky asked, accompanied by laughter as if Griffin was being too dramatic just because of Zaylee. "She's pregnant!" Griffin said, gazing out of the apartment window.

I was walking around the mall, looking for more baby stuff to buy on my checklist. That was when I saw my dick bag ex, Erick, walking with a beautiful red-haired woman by his side. The man fucking saw me and did his best to look the other way, pretending he didn't even know me. "Stupid dickhead." I cursed quietly. My eyes were suddenly teary. I was eight months pregnant, looking like a bloated whale. All while carrying the newly bought baby stuff when meters away from me, my ex was with his skinny-figured woman like a perfect power couple.

“Why wouldn't he?Did he say that?” “He asked if it was his. Can you imagine? He thinks I'll be fucking someone else other than him when I love him so much.” “You don't have to listen to anything he says. You are both adults, I expect him to know so much since he's older.” “His ex-wife is back. She brought home his child.” “A child?” “Yes.” I struggled to find the words but I couldn't say them. My heart felt like it was closing up. Amid my pregnancy news, I was battling Evans.

I murmured, still fighting back my tears and turned to leave. “Caelia.” His voice came up, and I froze on the spot, my lips trembling from fighting back my tears. “Do you want to see me?” I hung my head, hiding the tears that rolled down. I could no longer hold them in. I was lost, unsure of what I was going to say even if I asked to see him. I was pregnant with his baby, but his ex-wife was back, and that definitely meant there was nothing I could do anymore. There was no place for me now.

The gesture makes me feel teary. We are in the same boat. With slightly different pilots. She is married and pregnant. I am divorced and pregnant. How do I even tell her about this? This is not something to be proud of, but I am running over to her because I know she likes Richard and thinks he is the best for me. What will she think of me being pregnant for my ex-husband? “Oh, God! I miss you!” She pulls away to stare at me, her gaze flickering to my arm. “How is it now?”

“All because you couldn’t stand the thought of me getting pregnant? What did you expect, Zeden? Before I was your wife you fucked me every single day, every chance you got. On counters, in showers, against walls. After the wedding it didn’t stop. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. That’s what couples do. That’s how babies happen. So tell me, how the hell was I supposed to avoid it? I even told you I wasn’t pregnant. I swore it. And you still screamed. Still threw me out.” Tears spilled over now, sliding hot down my cheeks. “You hurt me so badly. You’re a monster. And then your psycho ex got her hands on me, all because of you. Both of you wrecked me in the same damn day.” “No, baby,

Isabella asked me. "That's not true, Isabell it's a mere opinion from my husband," I told her so I just laughed. Why am I pregnant now? "Okay if that's what you say so, where is your friend sister?" he asked me. "She's with my ex-husband and I don't care about them anymore," I told him which made him laugh. "You're not bitter there sister," he asked me laughing but I was very defensive.