One Tree Hill Brooke Is Pregnant Novels & Stories

She brought some miclike prop close to my belly and the screen lit before me. I felt cold prop rubbing against my stomach. Her eyes were on screen. “First abortion?” she asked without glancing at me. I pressed my lips together and nodded. “Unmarried? Is this the baby of your boyfriend? “Ex-boyfriend,” I whispered. My chest splitting. “There,” she said as she turned the monitor toward me. “That’s your baby. Nine weeks older. He has a strong heartbeat. It’s healthy.” The sound hit me like a gunshot. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

"Then he must have a hunch right now! Why did you call us instead of asking him for help? He was your husband, after all." She pinched her palms and bit her lips. "I...I'm scared, Jack. What if he is still not ready for a family? He's struggling right now..." "He loves you! If you really are pregnant then he'd be happy to-" "I'm sorry! I got stuck in traffic!" Brooke suddenly barged inside the room, stopping Jack's words midway. Dalmi shifted her gaze to the woman. Brooke's hair was messy. Her whole face was shining in oil, and she looked like she rushed towards their penthouse when she called her.

Brooke said, and Adrien's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. “What do you mean?” He asked her. “Yes, I overheard her discussing with her friend yesterday; you are not the father of the child,” Brooke said confidently while Adrien’s mum and grandmother anxiously stood in front of the treatment room waiting for Jenna to come out, and Ivanka? She sat down confidently, waiting for the news of Jenna's miscarriage. “So what happened in the house? How did she fall down?” Adrien asked further, making Brooke think that he believed her.

“Some random guy knocked you up. Too bad you have a fiancé. And now you’re stuck with this… mess.” “Please… keep this between us!” Nina begged, desperation in her voice. Clara scoffed, pushing past her. “Are you kidding me? There’s no ‘between us.’ This is all you. Your mess. Your problem.” Before Nina could respond, Clara stormed downstairs, calling their parents' names at the top of her lungs. “Dad! Mom! Nina’s pregnant!” Clara shouted, loud enough for everyone in the house to hear. “What?!” Richard and Evelyn screamed in unison.

“There’s more, sir.” Luther turned his cold eyes toward him. “Speak.” “She is pregnant.” The words hung heavy in the air. Luther’s fingers tightened around the edge of the desk. “Explain.” “I followed her to the clinic twice. She’s been getting regular check-ups. From the reports I managed to access, the baby is at least four months along.” Luther stared at the wall for a long moment, calculating. “The engagement happened three months ago… and four months pregnant.” A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. “She played well. Very well.”

Brooke glanced at me as she buckled up, "maybe we have to see if you're pregnant or not first." I sighed looking over at her, "ok one it's Tylenol and two I'm not your right it's just nerves and stress." Brooke shook her head, "lucky for you I have a pregnancy test at my house." She cut her eyes over at me, "and don't ask why just know I do and that you are going to take it."

Knowing this baby could be the end or beginning for them. When Brooke arrived home later that evening, ready to share the news, she prepared her announcement in her head. She could almost feel the words trembling on the tip of her tongue. River you’re going to be a dad, she rehearsed in her head. I’m pregnant, River. I’m carrying your child. Her heart pounded faster at the thought. She was still shocked and wondered how she would break the news to him.

Tate said, stepping between Brook and me. Ever since they found out Brook was pregnant, my brother has been overly protective of her. Not that I blamed him, I would be too, if it was my mate that was pregnant. I really was happy for them, but I couldn’t help being envious at the same time. “I am pregnant, I am not going to break.” Brook said, rolling her eyes at Tate. “Not as long as I am around you aren’t.” Tate spoke as he tucked her under his arm, pulling her close to him.

"I don't know. We were at the house with Ben, and then Ben was shot. It was this girl, I don't know who she was. She shot me and then I woke up here. I have no idea where Brooke is. I never hurt her. I didn't want to keep her away from her mate, but I was just trying to protect mine-" Greyson held his hand up, silencing Alec. He turned to Ace. "Get Harry. We need to find Brooklyn." "Wait," Alec said. "It's not my place to say, but Harry deserves to know." "Know what?" Indianna asked. "Brooke is pregnant." "Shit," Indianna swore. "He's already pissed, this is going to make him unmanageable," Greyson sighed. "I'll go talk to him," Indianna said. "I'll tell him."