My Husband Regretted Causing My Miscarriage Due To Misunderstanding Novels & Stories

I pulled my hand away. “Don’t,” I snapped. “Don’t say anything. Let him answer.” The doctor cleared his throat. “I’m very sorry,” he began gently. “You suffered severe trauma to your lower back and abdomen. When you were brought in, you were unconscious and had lost a lot of blood. We did everything we could, but…” He paused. I shook my head. “No,” I whispered. “No, don’t say that.” “But unfortunately,” he continued softly, “you experienced a miscarriage.”

But on his deathbed, his grandfather had told him he wasn't allowed to fail me, and so he'd honored it, and married me. He'd known I was rarely at the Ashford house, that I probably didn't even know about him and Seraphina, but it hadn't stopped him from resenting the marriage. And yet in those years, living under the same roof, he'd learned things about me. Even without meaning to. That I got treated badly at my jobs. That I'd baked bread once and hidden it on the top shelf because I didn't want to share any with him. That, furious at him, I'd deliberately over-watered my favorite orchid until it died.

If only I had noticed the signs of her pregnancy and divorced her back then, perhaps none of this would have happened. “I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry for, Nathan?” ‘Everything.’ I blinked, realizing how ridiculous those words sounded. I looked away and broke our gaze. “Don’t worry. We’ll find our daughter.”

“But no one in this world would want their sibling to hate them. I feel even worse because I am indeed the root of her problem.” “No you’re not!” Mr Maury looked back at his daughters and quickly lowered his voice in a whisper just both of them could hear, “Her miscarriage isn’t your fault. I had heard it myself from the sister of the physician who had went to check up on your sister.” “On Mary? As expected was it my food that caused it to happen…? Did I kill my own niece?” Mrs Maury questioned. Her voice broke as she asked the question, feeling a stab in her heart.

I ran as fast as I could away from the house and farther into the estate's premises. I knew coming to live with him was a bad idea. Though innocently, he had triggered some really awful memories. I couldn't count on my fingers all those times I cried myself to sleep. How much hurt I felt from losing my first pregnancy after all the hassles I had to go through in my marriage. My baby was my only hope to get better. Knowing I was giving him an heir made me so happy and with the snap of a finger all my hope was gone. I could never forget how grieved I felt that day when the nurse told me, it tore me apart more than any physical pain I felt. I was happy to be alive but why didn't my son make it

With a final tug on his locks, he dropped his arms to his sides and let out a brash huff. "Out of curiosity, Annie, how did all of this come about? What have the two of you been talking about that makes you want to reconnect with him?" He'd quit yelling, but his anguish was tangible. My husband was trying to connect the dots to understanding why this would be important, but he was struggling. "His divorce. The miscarriage." It took everything in me not to shut down. I'd started this fire, and I would stay to put it out. "You've talked to Gray about our miscarriage?"

" Joseph sighed, and lifted a spoon of chicken soup to my lips. "I said no!" I yelled. Can't you see were doomed? Since Emily left, we've been experiencing financial problems. And... I wrapped an arm around my stomach and sobbed. Joseph I lost him. He would have been a nice little boy with my looks and your height. Sometimes I think the miscarriage was Emily's fault!" "Lilian don't relieve it," Joseph said and wrapped his hands around her shoulder. How could he tell his wife that perhaps, the two miscarriages were the result of their maltreatment of Emily.

A female doctor explained to me. "La, why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant?" asked Arga. I felt my stomach - panicked because my stomach was no longer bloated. Where is my baby? "What about my fetus?" I asked without wanting to reply to Arga's question. "Miss Wang, you had a miscarriage. Your fetus died because you were exhausted. Did you do too much strenuous activity?" asked the doctor. "It's all my fault, Doctor. I want to marry another woman and it makes her also busy preparing for my wedding, "replied Arga admitting his mistake

“Baby?” His eyes opened wide as he asked the question. “I miscarried.” I finished off my drink before I turned back to look at him to finish my tale. “No doctor really ever pin pointed what happened. I think it was the stress, the loss. I was so very close to my grandmother, she was like my other best friend, and it really hurt me when she past. And my aunt was in that horrible accident and she left so violently, it was so hard, on all of us, actually. And than you all working, and traveling, it was stressful. I was about two months in.”

the husband said though their was sadness in his voice. It's obvious he's sad that they lost their child and I felt more guilty. I quickly went on my kneels and they looked surprised. "What's wrong Doctor, why are you kneeling down?" her husband asked. "Get up please" she said. "I can't get up unless you've forgiven me ma'am, you didn't loose your pregnancy due to the petrol tanker explosion, you lost it cause of my mistake. I had no idea you were pregnant and I injected you with anesthesia during the surgery and injection is harmful for a foetus so you lost your pregnancy, am really sorry."