My Ex Wife Is Pregnant Novels & Stories

I was carrying his child — an heir to the Newcombe dynasty — and yet, when his precious ex-wife was being torn apart by the media, all he could muster was a cold, detached, "I'll handle it" Was he planning to save her, again? The thought of Alice walking away scot-free, of David once again stepping up to be her shield, made my blood boil. The fragile, pitiful act I had maintained over the past few days cracked, giving way to the bitter, resentful reality underneath. "David!" My voice came out louder and sharper than I intended. He frowned, finally giving me his full, undivided attention. "What?" "David, I am pregnant with your child!" The words tumbled out, raw and unfiltered. "Your child is

I could almost hear him debating whether to say it. Finally, he said, “Your daughter… will be having a sibling soon.” For a moment, the words didn’t make sense. Then they hit. “A… what?” I asked, my voice low and cold. “A sibling,” he said, as though repeating it would make it easier for me to digest. “I just thought you’d want to know. Your ex-wife, Bella... she’s pregnant again.” Pregnant? I blinked slowly, my grip on the phone tightening again. “What did you just say?”

I begged. "This is great news, Amanda, you are two weeks pregnant, I guess I am going to win this game so you better start eating if you don't wish to starve your unborn baby.” I froze immediately, how on earth is this possible? Am I really pregnant for Andrew? This is great news but it should be coming from me to my husband after running a few tests myself. I then realize I have divorced Andrew already so I have no right to call him my husband, I need to contact my ex-husband but how on earth can I do that being here?

He revealed a basket and a bottle of wine. He took out two glasses. "Oh no, I can't have any of that." "Don't be silly Annie. A little wine wouldn't hurt." He smiled as he poured some. "Usually I would love some wine but right now I can't. I'm pregnant." I said and he froze. "W-What?" "I'm pregnant," I repeated. "Is it for Alex?" "No, the baby is my ex-husband's." "Oh, I see." "Yeah." An awkward silence fell over us.

Sometimes, it is just so hard to address her as my ex-wife. “Go straight to the point, Mr. Johnson.” I hate beating around the bush. I watched him and adjusted his chair. He looked like he would rather give me a heads-up. “I found out she was still pregnant when she left the prison.” I nodded, that wasn't news. I thought.

They still held that guilt in their eyes and even though I wanted to free them from it, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Ethan and I were still friends and were still communicating after he return back here on some kind of business. He was running a real estate company that belongs to his wife's family. When I thought I couldn't be happier, I found out a few days ago that I was pregnant. The happiness that filled my nerves at the news was refreshing. I couldn't wait to tell Abel the good news and I have no doubt that he would be more than happy about it.

my friend asked the woman. I listened with interest. "Yes, I'm his ex now. We've ended things for good, and I can't return to that apartment anymore. Since I'm expecting Zane's child, he needs to ensure there's a safe place for me with our children." Jerney gave her a perplexed look. “You're pregnant with the Zane standing right here? And you were Johnston's mate. Interesting!" His expression was filled with skepticism as he regarded her. I had reached my limit with this woman on my front patio.

"You called the mother of my child a whore." Silence. Complete, total silence. James's face went white. "What?" "You heard me." "She's—you're—" James looked between us. "She's pregnant? With your baby?" "Yes." "How—when—" James was sputtering now. "How far along?" "That's none of your business." "The hell it's not! You knocked up my ex-girlfriend!" "I didn't know she was your ex-girlfriend when it happened. Neither did she." James laughed. Wild. Almost hysterical. "This is insane. This is—Dad, she's twenty-four!"

"My role was managing a large household. When the marriage ended recently, I needed to rebuild my life independently. This position represents a fresh start." "Divorced, then." "Yes." "Children from the marriage?" My hand moved instinctively to my still-flat stomach. "I'm currently pregnant. Early stages. It won't affect my ability to work for several months, and I'm committed to finding arrangements for after the baby is born if that's a concern." I expected her to tense, to see this as a dealbreaker.

The guy has changed too much. “That sucks, but it's alright.” The woman pondered, “We have a video of both of you being intimate that day and that's all we need. For now, find a way to get pregnant. Use any means possible but make sure you have a foetus growing inside you, okay?” Marlynn nodded, “Okay ma'am.”