My Ex Wife Is Pregnant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Healer backed up instinctively, pressing himself against the wall. “So, let me get this straight,” I said, my voice low, tight. “You’re telling me my wife—” “Ex-wife—soon-to-be,” he corrected too quickly. I glared. “—my wife is pregnant, and you were careless enough to let someone swap out the evidence?” He swallowed. “I didn’t think—” "Clearly."

She repositions herself and exhales slowly, like she’s been holding something in her heart for years. “Many years ago,” she begins, “your ex-husband’s father… Mr. Harlow—may his soul continue to rest, was once my fiance.” At this point I try to sit up. So Travis rushes forward, and adjusts a pillow at my back to stable me. “I was pregnant for him at the time,” she says, lifting a hand slightly and pointing towards Travis. “With him.” I turn to Travis, my eyes searching his face, and he gazes back and doesn’t look away.

I didn't do anything wrong, and I never deceived her. She didn't enter this marriage blindfolded; she knew about the pregnancy and that this could happen at some point. I said I would take care of my child, and that's exactly what I'm doing. My ex had a good night, and this morning she was discharged from the hospital. I'm taking her back to my parents' house. I saw that Melissa sent me a message, but I haven't opened it yet.

"She is my son’s ex-wife. The divorce was only finalized... Well, was it yesterday, dear? Or are the papers still wet?" A murmur rippled through the room. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. "And as you can see," Alice continued, gesturing vaguely to my stomach, "she is also expecting. It’s quite a... modern situation. Pregnant by the ex-husband's best friend immediately after leaving the marital home. We are all just praying for her stability." The humiliation was a physical slap. She had painted a masterpiece of shame in three sentences—labeling me as the discarded, unstable wife who slept around.

he said firmly. "Tell me about it," I muttered, staring down at the table as the tears threatened to fall. "Ava moved in with us a few weeks ago and it has been hell. She is Sebastian's ex and happens to be pregnant. Apparently she doesn't have anyone right now so she is staying with us. Every time Ava and I get into a fight she always starts, it’s like I’m invisible to Sebastian. He always takes her side no matter what and doesn't care about how I feel. Always talking about treating her specially because she is pregnant. She’s perfect to him, has got this whole put together thing going on. Meanwhile, I’m just the wife he barely tolerates."

The door closed softly behind him. A few seconds later, Jordan came back in. She must have seen Flynn’s face when he left because the second she came in she asked, “Aria, what happened?” I looked up at her, my voice barely a whisper. “I am pregnant for my ex-husband.” Jordan’s eyes widened. “You are what now?” I nodded. “Oh Aria” She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me into her arms again. I let myself cry against her shoulder, the weight of everything finally crashing down on me.

“Everything you need to know.” He frowned, “go straight to the point I’m too busy for this.” “It’s about your ex wife, these are results from the day before she got married to David Carlson, didn’t you two plan an IVF ? That was hard to get but I got the results of the IVF, it was on the same day you kicked her out of your house.” He frowned going through the results rapidly, “she was going to announce this to you.” “What?!” He was in shock, “I never knew she was pregnant?”

"I'm not just his ex-wife Lala.... I'm his present. Oh! Don't tell me that he hasn't told you why I'm here. I hope he didn't lie or hide anything from you because even if he did,....the truth will come out sooner or later." "What truth? What do you mean to say?" "Nothing. I think your husband wants us to still keep this from everyone." "Don't taste my patience ma'am." "Oops! Don't forget that you're pregnant and as far as I know..... pregnant women shouldn't get angry. It's not good for the baby you know!" "Hey! Don't mention about my baby otherwise...." "Otherwise what! You're not the first woman to get pregnant Lala. I'm also pregnant."

So after we've finished having our meals, I decide to get to the heart of the matter because of this appointment. "I wanted to meet to talk to you about a very important subject." I tell him becoming more serious. "Ah yes? Go ahead and speak! I'm listening to you." He replies, giving me his full attention. "After telling you that, I could very well understand that you decide to end our relationship and that you no longer want this marriage." I resume to put him in condition to receive the news. "Is it that terrible?!" He exclaims, looking worried. - "It depends on which side you are on. For me it's good news, but I'm afraid it's not for you. So the news is that I'm pregnant with my ex-husban

“But things are the way they are…and…and…Chloe?” “Yeah?” I reply a little too eagerly. “I want you to know that no matter what…I choose you. That you’re the only one for me.” He casts his eyes to the lake for a moment before looking back at me, taking both my hands in his. “With that…there’s something…something I need to tell you.” “I’m listening.” I push my shoulders back and subconsciously look at my bare left hand. “My ex…Stacey…she…she’s pregnant.”