My Ex Wife Is Pregnant Novels & Stories

UNEXPECTED NEWS Selena Positive. I'm pregnant. And my ex-boyfriend's father is responsible. Even as I stare at the thick double lines of the pregnancy strip, I can't believe it. This is such a mess. If I thought my life was fucked before, it just took an even worse turn. Probably four weeks pregnant if I recount the encounter that caused this. Gosh, Selena how could you be so foolish? He's your ex's father for crying out loud!

Still clawing her nails into my man. My eyes widen and my heart stops when I see the results from her previous tests. HCG Positive. How the hell is she pregnant? Anger surges through me as I dig my nails into my palms My breath comes out ragged, my vision blurring with red. Pregnant? That bitch is pregnant? I clutch the papers so tightly they crumple in my fists, my nails digging into my skin so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if I started bleeding. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She was supposed to disappear. She was supposed to be nothing, just another fleeting interest in Alexander’s life. But now?

How had I missed this? And now, on top of that, my ex-girlfriend was also pregnant with my child. This was officially a shitstorm of epic proportions. I bolted out of my office like my life depended on it, barely pausing to acknowledge the baffled stares from the employees as I sped past. I must’ve looked like a man possessed, but I didn’t care. Flora was pregnant. Flora—my wife—was six weeks pregnant, and I had no clue how I had missed something so monumental. This could mend us, and I needed to start talking to Flora.

Ava sat on the edge of the bed, her hands resting lightly on her abdomen, her mind racing. The news she had received earlier that day was still a blur. Her mind struggled to wrap around the reality of it all. She had felt the change, the shift in her body, the strange sensation growing within her. And now, she was certain—she was pregnant. The weight of the realization was too much to bear, too much to grasp all at once. How could everything change so suddenly? Was she ready for this? Was they ready for this?

I swallowed hard, the cool water doing little to ease the knot in my stomach. What had I done? The consequences of my irrational night could ripple far beyond what I’d intended. I picked up my phone, opened my notes app and added another reminder: Morning after pill before the day ends. I must not meet him again. I can’t face him. He definitely thinks I’m some horny woman ready to jump into anyone’s bed. Well, I hope he knows I’m not usually like that. My fiancé cheated on me that prompted unsupervised drinking. Thinking about my ex-fiance, I wandered back to the living room, staring at the chair where Ryan had sat just earlier, spewing his nonsense.

But instead, she was agreeing with him? “I’m glad you also think we should handle this rationally, darling. For a moment, I thought—” “Rationally?” Mabel snapped, cutting him off mid-sentence. Her composed facade shattered in an instant, fury twisting her features. “Don’t be ridiculous, Dominic.” Her voice was sharp, seething. “Our daughter-in-law is pregnant with her ex-boyfriend’s child, and that bastard actually expects her to give birth to it? We passed being rational a long time ago.”

I stepped into the house and slammed the door shut, throwing my bag across from me that it even hit a vase and sent it crashing onto the ground. I ignored the surprised look on his face and started venting. “I get that you're a big shot and probably don't care about things this hopeless but for goodness sake, help me out here! I'm pregnant and my marriage is at the verge of falling apart. Please come with me to Jarrod and convince him this photo is a fake, please I'm begging you! My husband is not as smart as you to figure out a bulls*it photo like this so-” Before I could finish speaking, he interupted me shakily. “-Y-you're pregnant?”