My Sterile Husband, His Pregnant Mistress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

"You're stressed. You can't get tired or worry. I told you to not think about anything else. Just focus on getting better, okay? For the baby." It felt like a thousand needles were piercing my heart. Especially as I watched Darius worry about Martha and their baby. I was so envious. "Is it okay that I'm here?" "What do you mean?" "It's Tessa. How is she? You're still married, I don't want to—" "Don't worry about her. I talked to her. She's okay with this." No! I'm not okay! Why do I have to adjust? I'm his wife, and he promised we'd try. How can we do that now when his mistress is living in our house? And she's pregnant?

Forget the monologue I’d prepared – this was my moment. “My husband is a real joker, you know, talking about how I’m the one who forgets about her responsibilities and obligations when he’s the one who got his mistress – my stepsister, his sister-in-law – pregnant! I’m done playing house with him. We may be married but we are not in love, and he’s a disgusting, filthy cheater!”

"But I guess my destiny hated me very much for I got.....I got pregnant. After a month, his parents came to visit and that day I fainted. When they took me hospital, the doctor told me I was pregnant. I always imagined that I would be smiling non stop on hearing this news or I would look at my husband when the doctor would tell us this amazing news. But nothing like that happened. Instead, I stayed blank, although I would admit I was a little happy to become a mother but this baby was no conceived out of love, instead it was there because of my husband's dirty lust. I asked the doctor not to tell anyone I was pregnant and he complied." She bit her lip before continuing, "After a few weeks, o

He turned away again, pacing once before stopping by the desk, his hand pressing flat against the polished surface as he leaned forward slightly, gathering himself. "Do you also remember," he continued, his voice dropping again, quieter now but somehow more cutting, each word precisely aimed, "how you brought a mistress into your home?" I froze, ice flooding my veins. He didn't wait for a response, didn't give me the mercy of silence. "Pregnant with your child," he added, and I could hear the disgust beneath his controlled tone. The words landed like a physical blow, stealing the air from my lungs. "So don't stand here," he added, turning back toward me, his eyes sharp enough to draw blood,

“Every time I got pregnant, somebody tried to kill me.” “Huh? What? How did you know that? Who the fuck would do that to you? And for what?” Ignoring her outburst, I continued. “I had always suspected it was someone close to me. Someone who knew me well enough to figure out whenever I was pregnant, and...” I took another steadying breath. “But I genuinely didn't expect the hit to come straight from home. I mean, I knew they were close, but not that close. So, on this particular night, I went out and came back home, only to hear laughter and giggling upstairs. I practically rushed up the steps and... boom.” I threw my hands into the air to emphasize the gesture. “There was Nicodemo Harrington

Her stepbrother, Matt, had been with her throughout the day, not resting, unlike her husband, who had claimed he had some pressing work to take care of, while that was just an excuse. Earlier that day, he had met his mistress. While his wife ran around, trying to save their baby, he had been in the arms of another woman. Dominic had never liked lactating mothers. He hates mothers, generally, and intends to divorce his wife now that her curves have filled out. The idea of a child had all been Mara's. She wanted one, and he gave it to her even though he didn't want it. Mara didn’t know about it. She didn’t know that her ‘loving’ husband was planning on divorcing her. She had felt his withdrawa

"Shut up and stop talking! We agreed that I would handle your mistress. Why are you dissatisfied now?" "I agreed to let you handle it, but you can't reply recklessly. You need to be practical," Keegan retorted. Vermont was on the verge of despair. "What mistress? Since when did Keegan have a mistress? Is it a man or a woman? How old are they? Do I know them? How did this happen?" Then he started scolding Keegan. "Keegan, your wife is pregnant, and you're looking for a mistress, even keeping it from me! Where's your integrity as a man?"

“Drop the act you slut. How else did you get pregnant for you brat. I can’t even believe I was stupid enough to want to have sex with you.” “You cold hearted bastard!” “Hit a nerve did I?” He laughed mockingly and finished his drink. His phone rang. “Hey babe? Yeah I am home. Thanks for the wonderful evening-“ He pushed past me and went upstairs. I stood there like a statue, tears of humiliation rolling down my cheeks as I listened to my husband speak to him mistress.

The man I shared a bed with for the past five years had a legally wedded wife and two children. To make things worse, he had been secretly dosing me with contraceptives all this time! Now, I was pregnant with a child he would never acknowledge as his. - I wandered out of the company like a lost soul. Victoria Winston was the heiress to the Winston business empire. I was more than familiar with that name. Daniel Hudson had ranted about her more than once. “Victoria is arrogant just because she’s rich! I’ll never marry her, not even if I go broke!