My Husband, Her Eggs, My Womb Mga Nobela at Kwento

If the wife wasn’t the biological mother… then whose egg did they use? “It doesn’t matter. We’ll deal with it if that day comes,” Austin muttered. “Are you stupid, Austin? There were only two vials of eggs—the wife’s and Lyana’s! Each one was clearly labeled! How the hell did your intern mix them up? No wonder Lyana got pregnant so easily!” My jaw dropped. Two vials. One was the wife’s… and the other—mine. So if the wife’s egg wasn’t used, that could only mean one thing.

"You haven't gotten me pregnant even once. I haven't had a single conception since marrying you." "And it's my fault that your womb is dead?!" I growled. "Or you just can't fertilize a womb," she countered in anger. "I have in fact fertilized a womb before," I hissed. "I have gotten a woman pregnant before! Find a solution to your dead womb and stop blaming me!" The defiance in her eyes slowly died down, replaced by an emotion that was foreign to me. Her body relaxed as she stared at me with cold, indifferent eyes.

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.

But one thing she knew he was serious as the way he said and his eyes held the darkest pupil looking damn dangerous and diluted made her drop her weapons in defeat. . . Time passed in a blow and when it became midnight she was unaware of it. Tears dried in her cheeks and eyes, having no more to let them flow. She lifelessly sat there on the bench staring at the sky meeting the water at some end till where she could see. A bitter smile appeared on her face and she spitted venomously. "Even the water which meets with the sky eats it up. Then I was just a human and my husband ate all my happiness. He didn't care what I wanted nor bothered to know. Just came and made me hear his decision which b

I had ended up being hospitalized with stomach bleeding. As his wife, I never slacked off for a single day. For three years, I gave everything I had and pushed the company to go public. At the celebration party, he held me and cried. “Anna, I was born unable to have children. I can never give you a child, yet you still married me and fought beside me through thick and thin. “I swear on my life that I will never forsake you!" In the previous lifetime, that promise had kept me shackled for decades.

I had been shown the real thing today. What a real beast he was. It was terrifying. If that were to go inside me, one motion could do what my husband did six-fold? Jetson was not entirely wrong. My husband was away from home most of the time. This fertile land of mine has gone untended. I had been burning with desire, like longing for rain in a drought. Watching the scene unfold, an indescribable urge turned into a warm current and surged up through my lower abdomen.

“I said shut the fuck up!” The wife laughed, a low, dangerous sound. “Bree, I think you don’t understand the whole thing here. The problem is we are using your weakness against you. I am fully aware that you love my husband. I gave him the right. I told him to make sure you swim in those weaknesses...so you would stay...But unfortunately, I wasn’t aware it would be so easy for you to get pregnant. I thought it would take you a long time before you let him pour his sperm inside you.” She paused, smirking. “Or maybe you were just cheaper than I thought.”

Fuck! Janice became utterly disappointed when she gazed at the two lines staring at her. The result is still positive! She is truly pregnant– with Nelson's child! She squeezed her eyes shut to dismiss every weight of resentment she's starting to develop towards the unborn child in her womb. Janice's strength almost left her immediately as she struggled to scrub her body for a proper bath due to disappointment.

The livestream cut off, replaced by a message from Sabine mocking me, "Did you see that? You’re just their toy. Whether it’s the Thornes or Cassian, the only child they’ll acknowledge is the one in my belly—the sole heir. "Once the test results for the babies inside you come out, your children will disappear completely. And so will you." As if sensing the threat, my abdomen suddenly twisted with sharp pain. Having experienced a miscarriage before, a terrible premonition flooded me. In my dazed state, I heard people whispering nearby. "A man covered in blood just came into the hospital. It’s terrifying." "He looked frantic, saying he was searching for a pregnant woman." "Oh my God… isn’t that

I stared at him. “You admit it?” “I’m your husband. I don’t need permission.” Heat immediately crept into my cheeks. Even now… Even after marriage… That word still affected me. Husband. Sometimes it still felt unreal. Especially during quiet moments like this. When we weren’t consumed by work or problems or complicated emotions. Just us. Inside the penthouse. Waiting for our child. A child. My hand instinctively rested against my stomach. And somehow… Everything still felt unbelievable. Liam noticed the movement immediately.