My Ex Wife Is Pregnant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Not much. Just that you’d had too much to drink and needed to rest.” She studied my face. “Did something happen between you and Marcus?” I couldn’t look at her. I stared at the water glass instead. “He cheated on me. At the party. I walked in on them.” My mother didn’t gasp or cry. She just let out a long, heavy breath. “I always hoped he’d prove me wrong.” That hurt more than anything. I felt the tears coming again but swallowed them down. She patted my hand gently, then stood up slowly. “I have to take my medication. Rest some more, okay? We’ll talk when you’re ready.”

Four years of marriage and still no baby. It wasn’t as though we hadn’t tried. We had. More times that I lost count. Every month came with hope… And every month ended in disappointment. Jason noticed the change in my expression. “Hey.” He gently tucked a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear. “Don’t think about it.” “I’m trying not to.” He leaned and kissed my forehead gently. My phone buzzed against the kitchen counter. Melissa 💕 A smile spread across my face before I answered.

“What?” I pointed directly at her. “Everything was fine before you came back.” Her face paled. “Serena—” “No.” I took a step forward. “Our marriage was improving.” I looked at Damian. “You were attending appointments.” I pointed at my stomach. “You were excited about our baby.” His expression flickered slightly, I noticed and so did Lilliana. “You smiled every time the baby kicked because you were excited for him or her to be born. Yet you stand there, accusing me of cheating on you and saddling you with your baby.”

“How cute.” Her words slap me harder than I expect. I feel my cheeks burn, but I hold my ground. I refuse to say anything. I don’t owe her any explanation. I shake my head and turn to leave. But she’s not done. “Emily.” Her voice stops me. “Before you go, there’s something I think you should know.” I turn halfway, not looking at her directly. My fingers tremble around the little pink dress. “I’d appreciate it if you and Carlos finalized your divorce soon.” She smiles wider. “I’m pregnant.”

"You connected. Great. That’s a pretty word for screwing over someone who cared about you." "You don’t get to call it betrayal," I shot back. "You were the first to fucking pull out the cheat card. " He waved me off, stepping toward the fireplace again. "Viv is pregnant." His words hit like a brick to the chest. I stiffened. "What am I supposed to do with that information?" I turned to leave, heart hammering, but his voice stopped me. "Don’t you dare act like this doesn’t matter." I turned back slowly. "It doesn’t. Her being pregnant doesn’t change anything between Kaelon and me."

I turned to see a tall figure at the door. It was my husband. For a moment, I forgot how he had left me for his ex, lost in the sight of him. Despite everything, I couldn’t deny how attractive he was. His handsome face stirred something sweet inside me. I smiled at him, knowing he must have rushed to the hospital for me after leaving his ex. “Freddie,” I called out softly. “Lessie, you’re pregnant, and my ex is back. I want her, so let’s end this.”

“Sounds like you’ve got a good thing going.” “I do. But that’s an old story. Tell me about you, Julie.” “Me?” I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms and staring at Marissa. “Yes, you. It’s like I know nothing about you. How are you holding up after the divorce?” A soft laugh escapes me, and I shake my head. “It’s been months, Marissa. I’m happily engaged and pregnant. The wedding’s in three weeks.” “So what? Your ex-husband’s been all over the news. I don’t know about you, but I’d be mad if the evidence of my ex’s infidelity went viral.”

I swallowed. “There’s nothing complicated about it,” I said quietly. “He cheated on me. With my half-sister.” His jaw tightened, almost imperceptibly. “She’s pregnant,” I added. “With his baby.” A flicker of something crossed his eyes. Not surprise exactly, but not indifference either. “And you?” he asked. “I ended it,” I said. “So… he’s my ex.” The words felt strange coming out of my mouth, like I hadn’t fully processed them yet.

“Why did you do that?” “I was desperately hoping that Joshua would take me back... My ex-husband, but it was never going to happen. Then, a month later, I found out I was pregnant.” Tears streamed down my face. “If only... I hadn’t been so cowardly and had faced you–’”

“It’s not like it’ll matter anyway. All he sees is her. All he knows, all he wants and hopes for is her! Can you believe we haven’t even fucked once?? I would think he would at least try to kiss me. But he doesn’t. All he does is stare at a damn window like he’s thinking about being with her, even though I’m by his side! He calls for her, probably dreams of her too, I’m sick of it!” “Who are you talking about, dear?” “Genevieve! That Genevieve Carlyle bitch!” “Wait….” Mom gasps; it was her turn to have wide eyes. “You mean… is ex-wife? That girl we successfully kicked out?” “It wasn’t successful, Mom. She’s everywhere. I can’t even bask in the joy of her no longer being his wife. Not just be