My Husband Got My Sister Pregnant Novelas e Histórias

“What exactly are you hoping to achieve?” The question caught her off guard. “What?” “You keep digging.” “As if finding answers will somehow improve your situation.” Amelia stared at him. “I deserve to know the truth.” A bitter smile appeared but it was Gone almost instantly. “The truth?” He took a step closer. “The truth is what brought you here.” The words hit hard as Amelia’s chest tightened but Alexander wasn’t finished. “Your sister ran.” He took Another step. “My family needed a bride.” And Another. “And now we’re married.”

Thomas walked up to Jenny and asked the question. "Correction, I am just ordinary friends with Mr. Hall, and he is also my brother-in-law, so how can I be my brother-in-law's lover?" Jenny's tone was very soft, even with a hint of choking, and her eyes held tears of resignation. "And that pregnancy report, I gave it to my sister. I got drunk one night and had sex with a strange man in a bar, and as a result, I got pregnant later, and I wanted her to help me out.

I jumped him when I got to him, wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. “So you're just gonna leave your future husband alone for hours? Is that okay?” “Maybe not. Didn't know you missed me too much.” “I did, a lot. For the most part.” He pressed my ass as we kissed and he guided me up the stairs to our room. He dropped me on the bed. “She's pregnant.” I said, shocking myself too because I didn't even know it had been at the roof of my mouth all this time. “Who? Your sister?” He asked, unbuttoning his shirt.

Thankfully, he's now aware that I don't mind beating his wife alongside Marie. "That's enough, Rose. You're going to hurt your sister if you continue twisting her hands... Or have you forgotten she's pregnant?" That single statement triggers me. My dad openly reminding me that my sister is pregnant by my ex-husband is something I never expected. "I was also... But what did you do to mine? You killed them, so why can't I do the same to hers?" My dad balls his fists like he is going to slap me at any moment... Something I hope he doesn't, because I won't think twice before slapping him back.

I was doomed for an unhappy life, I knew it but what I didn't know was, it was just the beginning. Pregnant. I was pregnant again, with HIS child! I was frantic, he was so unpredictable, I had no idea how he would take the news. I could not tell my sister, it would've broken her. She had no clue about whatever I was going through with my husband and I promised myself to not worsen her plight. She was going through a lot and I did not want to add to it.

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

I laughed again, but tears burned behind it now. “Mom, he cheated on me with Kara.” Silence. “You should’ve handled it privately.” The words shattered something inside me. Completely. My chest tightened so painfully I struggled to breathe for a second. “You know what?” My voice trembled. “Forget it.” “Milly!” “No.” Tears slipped down my cheeks now. Hot. Humiliating. “He publicly replaced me with my own sister, and somehow I’m still the embarrassment?” “You failed as a wife if your husband looked elsewhere.”

Dr. Lambert looked reluctant and adjusted his glasses. “Mr. Griffin, Ms. Johnson has a weak body and had a hard time getting pregnant. You both tried for almost three years before it finally happened. The chances of it happening again are… If she finds out that the baby she worked so hard to have was aborted on purpose, it will be a disaster.” The anesthesia was already making my body go numb. I wanted to move, but I could only lift one finger. Albert Griffin walked in and stroked my hand. He smiled gently before turning to Dr. Lambert.

My eyes filled with tears as I whispered, “How can this be happening now?” I pressed the result to my chest and leaned back on the couch. I stared at the ceiling, letting the silence in the room swallow me. Elvis. His name flashed through my mind like a curse. My ex-husband. I squeezed my eyes shut. How could I be pregnant for that man? After everything? My hands shook as I wiped the tears that started falling down my cheeks. That marriage had ended in the worst way possible. Not because we just drifted apart—but because he and my sister, Fiona, planned my downfall together. The betrayal cut deep, and I had tried to forget it. I left, thinking I had finally walked away from that pain.

The way he always touched me, and made me feel desired. It's been six long and awful months. Since he married my sister. Oh my God. I gasped. My dead sister. I was fucking around with my late sister's husband. And just like a splash of cold water, reality slammed me in the face and I froze. What on earth am I doing? Oh goddess, what am I doing? I frantically shoved Kael away from me with all the strength I could muster, and bent to pick up my shirt. “What?” Kael murmured, blinking rapidly and looking confused.