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

She signaled to her not to say a word but she wouldn't listen. “John is her ex husband,” Cara started to say, making Evans relax. “Just like every young lady who falls in love and gets married, Amber fell in love with her abusive husband. Few months into the marriage he showed her his true colors. From beatings to punches to kickings, Amber lost a series of pregnancies. Well as heaven would shine a light on her, she got pregnant as usual again and was so happy to tell her husband the news.

"Miss your husband already, dear?" To his surprise, the person speaking was not his wife, but a strange woman. "Hello, are you Han Xinger's family?" "Yes… I'm Han Xinger's husband. What happened to my wife?" "Your wife is at the hospital. She fainted near the supermarket. There were signs of a miscarriage. Are you able to come to the hospital?" "What did you say? Miscarriage… A miscarriage? She… She’s pregnant?" "Obviously. How will there be signs of miscarriage if she’s not pregnant? Hurry up…"

He shakes his head “I do have to. And I will.” I swallow hard. It’s too much. His concern, the way he’s looking at me right now—like I matter, like I’m still his wife in more than just name. But I’m not. He’s divorcing me. He loves another woman. So why is he doing this? Carlos gestures toward the nightstand. “Did you take the rest of the meds the doctor prescribed the other time? It could be the same sicnkess” Panic spikes through me “I—”

A photograph appeared. My body on the hospital floor. My disguise half removed. My stomach visible. My bump. The exact moment I collided with that reporter. I remembered the camera in his hand. The shock. The exposure. My ears rang. The audience murmured. I stared at the image. My voice came out almost empty. “What is this?” The host’s tone remained gentle. “This was captured recently. Would you like to explain?” My mind went blank. The room blurred. They kept talking. “Are you pregnant with your ex boyfriend’s father’s child?”

Zackary Dixon, my husband, and I had been married for seven years. We finally had our first child. When I shared the pregnancy result with him full of joy, he frowned and asked me. "Whose child is this?" I froze. "Of course, yours." "We've been married for seven years without any children. I went on a business trip for two months, and you have a child. Are you joking?" Hearing these words, I was taken aback.

He looked hesitant but nodded. “Just call me if you need help. If you take too long, I’m coming in,” he warned. I nodded to avoid further discussion and grabbed my clothes from the cabinet. I went to relieve myself, but my heart sank when I saw blood spots on my underwear. I sighed. This happened during my pregnancy with Zanyca too—just a little fatigue and I’d start spotting. I needed to consult a doctor, but I wasn’t going back to Jasper’s friend. I had a bad feeling about that woman. Not to be dramatic, but I felt like she wanted to steal my husband.

Charlotte, her heart shattered, left the hotel. The pain of George's betrayal, once deeply felt, was now compounded by witnessing another scene of potential unfaithfulness. She sought solace, leaning against a lamppost, her breaths deep and heavy, trying to calm the storm of emotions within her. Meanwhile, in a dimly lit, smoke-filled office across town, the enigmatic figure of Claire's father, Ronaldo, was receiving an update from one of his trusted men, who was tasked with the delicate job of monitoring Sebastian.

She didn't expect that her lower body was bleeding. "Sage!" She screamed in horror, "I'm bleeding!" "What happened? Why are you bleeding all of a sudden?" Sage was frightened. For pregnant women, bleeding was a big taboo. It was likely to be a sign of miscarriage. She hurried to find Daniel. At this time, Daniel was 'making trouble' in Sonia's studio, which made her unable to concentrate on her design drawing. Although it was said that the man was obscene after being fed, Sonia thought it was very suitable for him.

I stood up immediately and almost stumbled because of how shaky my legs were. "Mr Owen?" The doctor started, his voice low and steady and I nodded as I rushed to him. “How is she? How’s Charlotte? And the baby?” I blurted out without taking a breath, desperation evident in my tone. He paused for a moment, long enough for my breath to hitch and my heart to stop working. “Your wife... she’s finally stable, but we’re facing a complication. There is severe internal bleeding, and it’s affecting the baby.” My brain almost went dead at his words.

I could feel my flesh burning red with shame, but as slowly and as naturally as it could get, our conversation proceeded with ease. "Poor child." Her eyes dropped to my belly, sympathetically and they glowed with sorrow when the topic of divorce was being brought up. She asked me how long have I been with my husband and I couldn't bring myself to lie to her. Sooner or later, people were going to find out. My ex-husband was no nobody. "But at least, I know by just looking at you that God had chosen to give you the most gorgeous baby the world had ever seen." She noted.