Pregnant And Bleeding, My Husband Picked His Ex Novels & Stories

I could feel the dampness of her tears seeping into my shirt. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered between sobs. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” “There’s nothing to be sorry for,” I said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Sometimes things just…fall apart. And that’s okay.” She looked up at me with guilt. “But you got hurt.” “I’m fine, really,” I insisted. “But I’m curious—who was that guy? Why did he want to take you away?” She clung to me, her sobs gradually quieting as she found some solace in my presence and the silence of the night. “He’s… He’s… my ex-husband.”

The doctor told us that it’s because I was exposed to too much stress. Black, my ex-husband didn’t know what had happened to me for the past five months. I didn’t know what happened to him either. Was he still living at our house? Was he working hard or slacking off? Or did he find another woman whom he would spend the rest of his life with? I didn’t know.

3 years of marriage, yet no child every couple would be happy to hear that sentence that bonds the existence of marriage, not in my case. I watched my husband leave home and come back once in two weeks and sometimes once in a month, my marriage was shattered and there was nothing I could do to save it. “No,” I said, too sharp, too defensive. “Impossible” She threw the result papers at me. "VALDEZ, ARIA. RESULT: POSITIVE. ESTIMATED GESTATION: 3 WEEKS." I read. 3 weeks...it dawned on me... Zachary, my stepfatherinlaw, I thought he used protection, how could I still have gotten pregnant?

I could only wonder why my husband would treat me that way. Yesterday, he suddenly got violent while we were making love at night. I had assumed that it was because of the stress at work or with his family. It had never occurred to me that he was worried that our child would become a hindrance for Jack Gunter. Only Jane Sullivan’s son could be the heir of the Gunter Group. It turned out that Julian had long planned out their future. I had thought that it was my body’s problem whenever I had excessive bleeding. I took many supplements but never considered that I may have had a miscarriage.

I was already out of bed, stumbling, then pacing, then back to the bed again because I couldn’t feel my legs steady beneath me. “What the actual hell…” My voice cracked, low and dangerous. I turned the volume up. They were replaying pictures—bad pictures, of me coming into my house last night. And her—Charlotte—smiling like she’d already won. I didn’t even know what to say again. The rumors even started talking about Charlotte being pregnant and me being the father. This was going faster than I thought. I checked my phone for the only blogs and saw even worse news. I wanted to take the phone and slam it against the wall until it broke.

He didn't have time for my calls. "I'll do it myself," I whispered, forcing out the words. Using every ounce of strength left in me, I gripped the pen and scrawled my name. The pain was overwhelming, threatening to pull me under. As my consciousness blurred, I overheard the nurses murmuring in the background. "Marriage really is a gamble. That pregnant woman we brought in earlier had a husband who treated her like she was the most precious thing in the world." "In contrast, this one is on the verge of death, yet no one is here for her."

"I'm sorry things happened this way." "That's bullshit, come here!" Dad opened his arms and I walked into it, sobbing hard. "You're gonna be fine. We'll take care of you!" I felt happy and awful at the same time. It was still hard to believe the pregnancy result had come out positive. For the past month, I have been throwing up and feeling very ill. Mum had noticed all the signs and suggested we visit the hospital. There, it was confirmed. I was carrying my ex-husband's child!

- we are now going to a hospital, and he picked me up and ran and the driver of the car we rented April the door, - were sir, - to the nearest hospital now please, she is bleeding, he looked at me; - Miss this pregnant, Jack looked at me and I looked at him, we said together; - we said no, -why you asking, - well my young people I'm married and my wife owes an instant abortion once and it was the same as hers, he looked at me pale without saying anything, - Jack calls my mom, - ok, as soon as we get to the hospital, I'll call now, calm down, my princess will be fine, we arrived at the hospital and a team of nurses and doctor came to see me and took me to a room and asked me a lot of question

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

“There’s a problem.” My stomach tightened. “Another one?” “Yes.” He hesitated briefly before sliding his phone toward me. I frowned and picked it up. The headline loaded slowly, and my stomach dropped before I even finished reading it. Hospital records involving pregnancy leaked from private medical facility linked to high profile social circle My fingers tightened around the device. “No.” Damien’s expression didn’t change, but I could see it in his eyes. Anger. Controlled, contained anger. “It’s already spreading.”