Pregnant After Divorce Novels & Stories

I'd destroyed my marriage, destroyed Grace, and in the process I'd destroyed any chance of being a father to children who actually existed, who were real, who had been growing and developing and thriving for two years without me. Grace was pregnant when she left. The thought kept repeating, wouldn't stop. She'd been pregnant when I'd called her a liar. Pregnant when she'd signed those divorce papers. Pregnant when she'd taken my money and disappeared. Pregnant when she'd moved to Oregon and started building GRACE. Pregnant through all of it, alone, carrying my children while I felt relief that the complication of a possible pregnancy had been handled.

“Sounds like you’ve got a good thing going.” “I do. But that’s an old story. Tell me about you, Julie.” “Me?” I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms and staring at Marissa. “Yes, you. It’s like I know nothing about you. How are you holding up after the divorce?” A soft laugh escapes me, and I shake my head. “It’s been months, Marissa. I’m happily engaged and pregnant. The wedding’s in three weeks.” “So what? Your ex-husband’s been all over the news. I don’t know about you, but I’d be mad if the evidence of my ex’s infidelity went viral.”

I said. "First we get you a job. Something good, something that starts rebuilding your financial independence quietly. Then when you have enough to stand on your own two feet — you divorce him. You build from there. And when you are ready, when you are strong enough, you come back for your share of that business. It was willed to both of you by your grandparents. He cannot erase that. But you need to be in a position of strength before you go after it." I sat with that for a long moment.

“I choose Maria; let’s end our engagement.” She managed to not just get everyone on her side but actively made them see her as the victim and me as the big bad bully who was jealous of her. She kept up this act, even now. “You must be a complete mess, going through all that you're going through.” She pulled away to take a better look at me. I smiled, knowing she expected me to affirm her secret prayers that I wasn't doing well. “I'm actually feeling the best I've ever felt in the longest time. The divorce was a blessing; now I'm focused on work, and even Dad wants me back.”

Hazel’s smirk faltered, replaced by wide-eyed alarm. I took a shaky breath and repeated, “Yes, Areen. I’m pregnant. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” But instead of joy or even concern, his face twisted with rage. He stormed toward me, his hand gripping my arm like a vice. “What did you just say?” he growled. Tears streamed down my face as I whispered, “I’m pregnant with your child, Areen. I swear I’m not lying.” He shoved me backward with such force that I crashed into the door, pain shooting through my back.

“My lawyer already explained it. Divorce compensation is split into two parts—marital fault and emotional damages. Either way, I have to keep it within reason. If I go too high, he might appeal, and this’ll drag out even longer. I want it over. Quickly.” Sadie sighed. “Shame. If you two had a child, the case would be a lot easier to win.” Emily’s heart skipped. She answered carefully. “Let’s not talk about things that aren’t happening.” “Sorry,” Sadie said. “Didn’t mean to overstep.” Emily had almost thought Sadie somehow knew about her pregnancy. Apparently not. But how much longer could she hide it? She wasn’t sure. What she was sure of: this divorce needed to be over—fast.

Anabel smiled. "Yeah, Give me a chance to proof how I love you. Please." "Okay, but there's something you need to know about me." "What is that?" He asked. "You can tell me anything." She looked down at their joined hands, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm pregnant. And I'm a divorced lady. My ex-husband and I separated a few months ago, and it's been really hard. Managing the company, dealing with the pregnancy, and trying to move on... it's been overwhelming."

"Nancy, I hope you could be happy." Nancy smiled and said, "I knew it. We were all happy." Carolyn still didn't know about Nancy's divorce. She asked, "Nancy, why are you so sad? Could it be that you are also pregnant, so you are feeling sentimental?" Nancy pursed her lips and couldn't hide the fact that she was pregnant, so she decided to speak up, "I was pregnant, but I also got divorced." Carolyn was a bit confused, "Divorced after getting pregnant? Is Dalton out of his mind? When he comes, I'm definitely going to ask him if he's got a screw loose!"

“If you actually loved me, Julian, you wouldn’t have left the wedding without a word. You wouldn’t have given my grandmother a heart attack and let her die, all over Sunny’s dog. You wouldn’t have pushed me down the stairs and caused me to miscarry, all so I’d apologize to Sunny! “Don’t insult the name of love, Julian. You disgust me.” Julian was at a loss for words. His gaze fell onto my belly. “I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to push you. If I had known you were pregnant, I wouldn’t have fought with you or gotten that divorce. It’s all my fault.” I closed my eyes, grieving over the baby that could have been. “There’s no point saying that anymore. The baby is gone, and so is the last link I

Run away with her lover. Every single warning my mother had given me about Serena came rushing back. Every past experience where people tried to exploit my name and my bank accounts flashed in my mind. The paranoia that had been brewing for weeks found its perfect anchor. Serena had been receiving secret gifts. Serena had been seen with a man. And now, perfectly timed, she had a weapon to use against me in a divorce settlement.