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

The Healer backed up instinctively, pressing himself against the wall. “So, let me get this straight,” I said, my voice low, tight. “You’re telling me my wife—” “Ex-wife—soon-to-be,” he corrected too quickly. I glared. “—my wife is pregnant, and you were careless enough to let someone swap out the evidence?” He swallowed. “I didn’t think—” "Clearly."

"Kane took his wife. Ethan took his job." "That has nothing to do with me." I dismissed her and sat beside papa. I will tell him once he gets up. "He is in a coma." Mrs Campbell updated me about papa. I digested the news consuming my time and decided to get out of the room. I am responsible for all this. Papa is old, he will never wake up. Controlling my tears, I managed to reach the door but couldn't make it out of the room. I felt heated liquid on my thigh. Looking down, I realized I am bleeding. But I am pregnant. I can't bleed. I held my stomach and cried.

How dare he not pick up? Didn’t he understand what was happening to me? I pressed my hand against my belly, trying to will myself to calm down, but my pulse raced in frustration, the sound of my rapid heartbeat filling my ears. I really thought that he had liked me after all this time. I mean we had sex before their wedding night! “Damn him.” I muttered under my breath. Despite all my anger, I could not still shake off the feeling that I was alone through it all. I was stuck up alone in my room, feeling lonely and pregnant with a baby that is already almost three months old.

Only then did I let myself cry. --- The car ride took twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of terror. Googling "bleeding at 11 weeks pregnant." Reading horror stories. Success stories. Everything in between. "Some bleeding is normal." "Bright red blood often means miscarriage." "Many women bleed and go on to have healthy babies." "50% of pregnancies that bleed in first trimester end in miscarriage." I couldn't read anymore. I called Marcus again. Voicemail. "Marcus, it's me. I'm bleeding. I'm going to the OB. Please call me when you get this."

However, Evan didn’t even look back at me as he picked Tara from the floor and ran out of the house in a hurry. I looked his back with my eyes full of despair. The husband whom I had been married to for two years, just left me like this for another woman… At that moment, I felt a warm liquid flowing from my body. Seeing the blood between my legs, my went blank… ‘My baby… My baby…’ I panicked as the doctor's words came to my mind. I quickly searched for my phone and dialed 911. “Help! Please…. Save my baby…” As I said, I felt an unbearable pain in my stomach and my eyes suddenly became heavy… And not long after, I lose my consciousness.

I stepped out of the shower. After three days I could walk more freely. The miscarriage and the bruises on my ribs made it difficult for me to walk. Even though I did not want to be pregnant at first, now I wanted it so badly. I still could not believe what happened a few days ago. My husband and his family were dead. I was no longer a married woman. I was no longer pregnant. It felt all surreal to me.

"It's all thanks to his gold-digging ex-wife who abandoned him that I got to meet such a wonderful man." Ex-wife? Gold-digging? My fingers tightened around the glass. "Your husband… was married before?" "Mhm." Chloe pouted, her expression immediately filling with contempt. "I heard his ex-wife was an incredibly greedy woman." "She took all his savings and ran off with some lowlife. No one has heard from her since." "They didn't even finalize the divorce." "My husband feels bad about it, so to make it up to me, he's willing to buy me anything and everything."

When I was wheeled out of the operating room, my lower abdomen still throbbed with sharp pain. The agony of having my uterus scraped clean was nothing compared to the ache in my heart. Just three hours earlier, I had arrived at the hospital for my appointment with the high-risk pregnancy specialist, right on time. But at the payment counter, I discovered that all the money I had painstakingly saved had vanished from my account overnight. I stared at my phone in disbelief, eyes wide, frantically refreshing the banking app over and over.

Sean chimed in, "It’s true." Rebecca was rendered speechless. Sean explained, "I consulted with an expert. This kind of situation is rare but does happen. If a husband deeply loves his wife, seeing her suffer during pregnancy can cause him to experience symptoms like morning sickness." At that moment, Rebecca felt like a beehive had exploded in her ears. All she could hear was a loud buzzing noise. It took her a long moment to recover before she scoffed. "He’s such a good husband, isn’t he? I risked my life to give birth to him and yet he’s never shown me any gratitude. All he does is defy me at every turn."

He seemed way too relaxed and sluggish for this, and it only made my blood boil harder. "I've been briefed of all the unfortunate circumstances surrounding your presence in my hospital and I was hoping that I could-" "You've been briefed?" I scoffed bitterly. "Let me brief you again! One of your trusted doctors forged a pregnancy test and scan results for my ex-wife. Like that wasn't enough, he was trying to frame my wif-" Oh, no.