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

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.

Caroline I stepped through the front door, feeling so tired after a long day at work. I just wanted to relax and find my husband, Jeffrey. But when I walked into the living room, I was stunned with what i saw.There he was, laughing with another woman on our matrimonial bed. "Babe, what’s happening here?" I blurted out, my voice shaking as I tried to make sense of the scene before me.

"Oh ye.. yeah, James, just like that.. God, I'm gonna come don't stop, please." I went pale. No. No, this could not be happening. My ears must be deceiving me.I think I am in a dream My hand was shaking as I pushed the door open, and the sight before me took every last bit of oxygen from my lungs. James, my husband, was inside a woman. Both my hands flew to my mouth. My eyes went wide and filled with tears. This had to be a dream. Yes, my beloved husband, the man I loved most, couldn't do this to me. I refused to believe it.

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.

I was told that I was unconscious for three days after the surgery and apart from the death of my baby, they gave me another bad news;I won't be able to get pregnant again. My womb was damaged due to the accident. I was just twenty three years old and my motherhood had been cut short. My life seemed meaningless and I hated it. There was no reason to keep living. But Mel stood by me and tried all she could. Two weeks later, Mel and I arranged for our flight and left the country. This place only brought nothing but sadness and Mel said it was going if we changed environment so, we ended up leaving the country. We settled down in Germany.

Sometimes, it is just so hard to address her as my ex-wife. “Go straight to the point, Mr. Johnson.” I hate beating around the bush. I watched him and adjusted his chair. He looked like he would rather give me a heads-up. “I found out she was still pregnant when she left the prison.” I nodded, that wasn't news. I thought.

She repositions herself and exhales slowly, like she’s been holding something in her heart for years. “Many years ago,” she begins, “your ex-husband’s father… Mr. Harlow—may his soul continue to rest, was once my fiance.” At this point I try to sit up. So Travis rushes forward, and adjusts a pillow at my back to stable me. “I was pregnant for him at the time,” she says, lifting a hand slightly and pointing towards Travis. “With him.” I turn to Travis, my eyes searching his face, and he gazes back and doesn’t look away.

Karen Holland squatted and looked down at me with disdain. “Minerva here said that the pregnant mistress lives here, and I see that’s you, with your fox-like appearance!” With someone backing her up, Olivia grew even bolder. She raised her foot and stomped on me. The baby inside me kicked fiercely, and I felt a warm sensation between my legs. I realized I must have started bleeding. To avoid provoking them further, I steadied my trembling hands and tried to explain again. “I’m not a mistress! I’m married to Joshua! This woman here is his ex-wife!”

I hope Emery could give them the news that I'll not be coming for a couple of days. "Excuse me", I look around when the doctor calls me. "Yes, doctor", I impatiently ask her. She looks a little pissed off and disgust had filled her face. "I don't stretch things much. But what kind of husband are you? Your wife was having continuous vaginal bleeding for the past two months even when she is pregnant and you didn't even start her treatment? I don't what I should call men like you who treat their wives like toys. Do you know why this bleeding occurs? It's a clear sign of rape. I can file a complaint against you", she spits.

“He said that you were a cold, heartless b***h and only cared about yourself. That you never wanted to work things out with him.” My ex-husband is demented, of course, and I wanted to work things out with him. That was until I found out that you were pregnant with his child. Then Emily looks at me with uncertainty in her eyes. What is the matter, Emily? I ask her. Are you sure that the baby you are carrying is my ex-husband’s? Oh, I am sure she tells me. He is the only one that I had unprotected sex with.