Novel & Cerita My Husband Got My Sister Pregnant

When I attended the pack gathering with my boyfriend of five years, Joe Smith. I told him I wanted a family of our own. But even after all these years, he still thought I’d always coveted the Silver Claw Pack’s fortune. He said marrying him would only be a way for me to get a share of the Smith family’s legendary vineyard business. His response was the same as always: “Let’s wait a little longer.”

Mark was right, the thought of my sister led me to meet her as I descended into a deep sleep. ***** [A Nightmare] I got a call from my sister asking me to go to her husband's house. I have to say, she sounded a bit off on the phone, but that didn't stop me from going there. I asked her why she wanted me to go there but she simply told me that it was her husband's special day and she wanted me to be there and join in the celebration. And what was so special about his 27th birthday? I scoffed and rolled my eyes at the irony. I mean, why should I be there? It's her husband's special day, not mine. So why should I bother?

Just like that, I join the ranks of the unemployed. *** “You got into a fight with a bunch of teenagers? As if we don’t have enough problems already.” My mom huffs and faces away from me. Her disappointment is evident in the stiff way in which she holds her shoulders. My sister, Sophia is way more sympathetic about my misfortune. Even though she’s bedridden, she reaches out her hand to me. I take it and press her palm to my cheek. She’s colder than usual. It’s usually how we know that she’s due for her monthly treatments at the hospital.

He remarked. “I know you might find this a little hard too, but there is one sure way of bringing your sister out of her hiding place.” The man started, raising Hannah’s curiosity. “I’m sure you’re already familiar with your sister’s relationship with your husband.” “Yeah?” Hannah replied, twirling her hair in confusion. “What does that have to do –“ “Hannah I’m not sure you understand this, but your sister deeply valued and treasured your husband. I was hoping that your engagement party would bring her out, but I think we need something deeper.”

"Yes as a sister, you love her as a sister. Did you tell her that?" "Of course I did, even you know that I meant as a sister. I don't understand how she misread my statement and care towards her as something else. I even mentioned that I am married but she doesn't seem to care, so yes something is wrong with her brain and she needs help." I said bluntly. I can't believe that my sister will get pregnant for me and she will insist on keeping it and even wanting to be my wife. "Wow this is something, can you imagine the amount of money I will make if I decide to publish your story?" He joked and started laughing but it's not funny to me at all.

“I must applaud you. You’ve got balls. Because it takes that much to actually sit before me, look me in the eyes, and demand answers that you think you deserve. Anyway, in order not to waste my time, I’ll get right to it.” She paused for a moment, as if gathering her thoughts, then continued. “I never hated your mom. On the contrary, I loved and treated her like a sister even though she was just a househelp. And when I found out about her affair with my husband, I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of her, so I sent her packing. That was the last act of kindness I decided to show to her. When she left, I still kept tabs on her, and that’s when I found out she was pregnant. Now, the time of the

“Mom’s stable but the doctors called me in a panic so I flew over. But guess what? My husband Victor is also in the city for work today. He texted earlier saying he’s nearby at some meeting. I told him to join us here in the lobby so we can all catch up. Wouldn’t that be perfect? You two haven’t met yet but I’ve told him so much about my brilliant little sister, the matchmaker.” My stomach dropped like a rock. Victor. Her husband Victor. The name hit me and the pieces started slamming together in my head. Salt-and-pepper hair. That commanding voice. The way he fucked like he owned every inch. No. Fuck no. My legs felt weak and my pussy clenched involuntarily around the cum still inside me as

PURITY •••••••••• I never thought of myself as the type to get knocked up within the first month of marriage, but that was exactly what happened. Barely two months after ours, we were in attendance at Adrian and Damian's wedding, so everybody was there, everybody was busy. I guess the rush of the event, all the heat and excitement, and probably skipping a meal or two, got to me—next thing I knew, the room was spinning, and I fainted.

After marrying into the Preston family, I had worked tirelessly for them, only to end up killed by my own husband. Just as I thought my body was about to be riddled with knives, Scott suddenly appeared directly above us. The blade hovered over Nicky's head. I had no strength left to act and could think of no better plan. All I could do was turn the camera around to face Nicky and shout frantically, "Scott, I'm begging you—please just believe me this one time! This really is Nicky! I'm not lying to you! She really is your sister!" On the video call, Scott rolled his eyes impatiently.

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’