Novel & Cerita My Husband Got My Sister Pregnant

The room suddenly felt colder. “She does things like this whenever she feels ignored lately,” Damian continued. I could barely hear over the pounding in my ears. “Just wait until I get home.” Liliana hummed softly. “Alright.” The conversation continued but I stopped listening. I could not. I simply stared ahead while tears rolled silently down my cheeks. My husband thought I lied about almost dying. My husband thought I used an accident to steal his attention. The same man who once attended every prenatal appointment and bought baby clothes with me.

But disappointment burned too hot in me to move closer. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to make sense of the insanity. Then a bitter laugh escaped my lips. “So, let me get this straight… the baby in your womb is actually your husband’s stepbrother? Or… his brother? God, this is insane.” Amelia flinched at my words, but I couldn’t stop. “Do you know how twisted that sounds? You’re carrying your husband’s sibling. This isn’t a scandal anymore—it’s a curse waiting to explode.”

I just focused on the baby in my arms, the way she tucked her head under my chin and sighed like she trusted me to hold her world. I took a breath. “I want to marry your sister.” Naomi didn’t even flinch, She didn’t blink. She didn’t laugh, either, which I appreciated. She was patient enough to let me speak. “I haven’t asked her yet,” I continued. “I haven’t even said the words to her. But I know, I’ve known for a while and I am damn sure about it.” Her eyes softened. “Why now?” I smiled down at Aurora, her tiny fingers wrapping around my thumb.

My sister loves my husband. I started to get up to go away from her because I can't see her like this. It hurts me that she is in so much pain because of me. She held my wrist, stopping me. "Don't you dare to go away," she said firmly, and I sat on the bed again. "I am pregnant and high on emotions, and this is really a fucked-up situation, Meera... but we will get through this. We will overcome this." She said, but it felt like she was trying to reassure herself.

“No, I’m sure I haven’t slept with you – yet. When I do, it would be something both of us are not going to forget in a long time.” I shook my head. “No, you don’t understand. The baby, it’s not mine, it’s – my sister’s.” How could I explain the baby belonged to the woman my husband had cheated with, and now I was looking for it’s possible father. I gulped in a breath. “The baby belonged to my sister, she died giving birth, but before that, she mentioned you were the father.” It was his turn to draw in a ragged breath. “Barbie.” He took a few steps back, and sank into the cane chair. “There was an article about both of us you know?”

“I had a medical condition and it affected my ability to birth a child. I had a lot of miscarriages and so I couldn’t give Lennox an heir to the Caddell -Winthrop franchise. I had a sister, sorry have, I have a sister. Agatha. She gave birth about four years ago, so as expected I attended the celebration that my family hosted. Sadly, that was the day everything went south. I walked into her room to give her a present but I was met with the image of my husband’s tongue down my sister’s throat. He cheated on me with her, because I couldn’t give him a child. And the painful part is that nobody sided with me. Not even my parents. I was heartbroken, so I left. And I came to Texas with Aaron who h

It's not been three years since their marriage, since I left home for a fresh start because I couldn't bear to see my sister with the man I have loved all my life. Mum and Dad summoned me back urgently. Apparently, Jenna has fertility issues, and she didn't want to use a surrogate; she wanted her blood sister, rather, to have sex with her husband and bear a child in her stead. Sure, the idea of that made my heart race, but at the same time, it wasn't right, and something seemed off. "Betty, I know it's difficult but I really need this." Jenna rubbed my hair from behind and I froze.

She'd told me that her pregnancy was the result of a one-night stand and she doesn't know the father of the child. Shaking off the haunting questions, I stepped out of the elevator and walked into the hallway. Excitedly, I threw the door to the ward open, a wide smile spread across my face, but what I saw next caused blood to drain from my face. My husband, Liam, was cradling my sister's newborn baby in his arms, whilst staring at my sister in the most affectionate way. “Li…Liam, what are you doing here?” I asked in surprise.