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

’ I ask, needing more details. ‘Well, there is a thing that exists between man and wife called sex. Have you heard of this before?’ ‘No, I haven’t,’ I say, feeling rather foolish that I don’t know what an appendage is. ‘Sex is what man and wife do to create babies. It is what I did with my husband Derrick so that we could create Ella and Grace,’ she says, smiling. I feel myself frowning and pulling a very odd expression. ‘During sex, men’s appendages are pushed into our lady garden, releasing their seed inside.’

I pause and observe her curious face. “He is impotent?” She speaks excitedly. “No, but his sperm counts were low to become a father. The doctor advised him to follow a routine and take medications and the egoistic man who has been desperate for a son thinks that his sperm counts increased in a very less time. He doesn’t know that his young, beautiful wife has ridden almost every dick in this house even the eighteen years old cleaner in order to get pregnant for him.” I tell her the truth.

achievable. "What kind of therapy are we talking about?" I ask. "An injection of human chorionic gonadotropin or HCG for short. It would trigger your ovulation and make your body produce more eggs to grow in the ovaries... I do not want to undermine the work of your previous doctor but from what I see your endometriosis is only a stage II and there have been cases of women getting pregnant naturally, your problem lies within the eggs you produce, and with this therapy, I firmly believe you will be a mother one day." Her words lifted a weight off my chest and replaced it with a sense of tranquility. I could become the mother of Adam's babys. He would be the father of my kids.

I am aware that we are having sex but my mouth suddenly uttered that stupid question. "Theron, we always have sex. I can't even make a child on my own. I'm not Mama Mary. We do this process, you put your dick in my hole. Then, when you were satisfied, you shot your sperm inside me. Your sperm swim to find my egg cell, so a child was formed in my womb as my ehg cell and your sperm cell met," she explained. I closed my eyes and breathed heavily. She really explained the process of why she got pregnant.

Memories from the past began to drift into her consciousness. She vividly recalled that fateful day at the hospital, a day etched in her heart, where the doctor's words had pierced her and her husband's soul: "I'm sorry, Madam Claire, but due to the accident, your womb has been irreparably damaged. I'm afraid you'll never be able to carry a child in your womb again."

That's all you have to come up with an answer. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of being married. I had just fallen out of a terrible excuse of a husband who had left me for death. The same man who, by some twist of fate, is hell bent on making me marry another man, however unbeknownst to him. I let out a sigh, as my shaky hands found their way to my stomach. I had lost my womb and wasn't sure I ever wanted marriage—even if it was fake.

"Abby, you know I've always hated kids. But my husband is barely coming home anymore. I can't lose him! If I do, this life I've worked so hard for will be gone! I need a baby right now to secure my place in the family. "Abby, please, have a baby for me. It won't hurt you at all. I'm just borrowing your womb for a few months. We're best friends. You wouldn't just stand by and watch my life fall apart, would you?"

the doctor informs. "What do you mean by it is about her? What is wrong with my wife? Is she alright?" I asked scared as fuck. "Calm down, there is nothing wrong with your wife. It's just that it is hard to say if your wife will be able to conceive again or not because her uterus is too weak to carry another baby, and if she conceives in the future then it will be a miracle child of yours." the doctor informs. Gabriella and I looked at one another for a few moments, our eyes locked for a few minutes before we both spoke in unison.

I mindlessly nodded. "Hahahahaha seriously! Him? He can't even get major roles in good shows!" I just stared at her. I felt a bit ashamed of what I just said. "Sorry..." I whispered. She slammed her hand at the table and brought her face closer to mine. I can finally see her. Her expression looks so frustrated and hungry that she screams she wants to eat me whole. I shivered and moved back but she grabbed my back and pulled me closer again. I am so afraid, how dare I forget she is Dohyung's wife, I am so sure she will kill me now...

Laura beat him to the punch and it frustrated him how quick she was at these things. "No take back," she reminded him. "I was tired of being your fiancée so I decided to upgrade my status to wife. It took me a painfully long time to actually ask my father for some help to get everything done legally so don't complain! At least now you don't have to go through that blockhead to make me Mrs Boey. I did all the muscle work. Aren't you glad?"