Pregnant And Divorced By My Disabled Husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Just then, Thomas video-called her. Jessamine hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether she should answer it. After marrying into the Holt family for three years, the only thing she felt guilty about was disappointing Thomas. Thomas had just discovered her pregnancy and was as happy as a child. He even hired a nutritionist and asked Joe to deliver supplements several times a day. He protected her and cherished her as one of his own. But now, she had to hide her and Thaddeus' divorce from him.

He chose the latter, and my grandfather severed all ties with him as well as us. After their divorce, Mum was pregnant with Anna, but we made sure he never found out about her and vice versa too. My sister shouldn’t have to live with the pain as well. Now that I have Riley next to me, I am willing to protect her and make sure she never finds out about the deal. I let out a breath, getting up the slight pain in my abdomen piercing. I walked out of the office, deciding to grab a bottle of water before proceeding to my home office to finish up some important paperwork before Monday.

"How are you?" "Your face doesn’t look good, husband. Do you want to take a rest?” “I’m good.” He refused to receive attention from Annie and continued to eat. He didn’t want to talk to her anymore. Why? He just wanted to do it, for no reason. Dustin began to think about the divorce petition he wrote the day before. When he thought about it, he hesitated a bit. Should he divorce the woman who forced him to marry her? But she's not like that anymore, is she? Or does she have any plan with him?

“Are we really married?” She stopped just when she had located her phone and looked back at him. There was no point in lying. “We once were, but now, we’re divorced.” She said and with the brief moment Gabriel looked speechless, she walked out of the room. The hospital hallway had fewer people thanks to the fact that this section was VIP only and for that, Leonica was thankful that there was no one to witness her legs turning into a weird jelly state as she leaned against the wall, supporting her body and giving her leg much needed relief.

I flipped my hair involuntarily and looked at him again, “I don’t think so.” He smiled, “But you look really familiar, miss.” That made me laugh. I shook my head and faced him completely. He looked amazed when I faced him. “That's a very old-fashioned line, mister. Not working on me,” I said, shaking my head. He chuckled. “Well, we might work.” Oh! Smooth talker. My eyes squinted as I looked at him again. “Not gonna work on a divorced woman with a child though.” He paused. I know men don’t like to be single moms. Some are afraid because of the responsibility and because of a child that wasn’t theirs but…

“I need a son. But you can not even carry a child. His words felt like knives. “You were two times pregnant, you had two miscarriages,” he added brutally. Perhaps you should be stronger in your body, so I would not have to take another woman. Tears filled my eyes. “I bore your children,” I said. “They died inside me.” Silence filled the room. He then picked up the divorce papers and hastily signed them. “There,” he said angrily. He tossed the documents to my face and I managed to catch them right before they hit my chest. “Thanks, I am happy you spared me the hassle.” Darius indicated the stair. “Now get out of my den. I would not like to find myself back here and see you.

My assistant panicked and told me to go home. I didn't argue. I took the day off. On the way back, I stopped at a hospital. The irony of it. I was pregnant. The child we'd wanted for three years had finally come — right when its mother had stopped being loved. For half a second I thought: maybe with a baby, James won't go through with the divorce. Then I shoved the thought down. I wasn't going to be that woman. The kind who chains a husband to her with a child.

I might be a horrible person for thinking it, but as much as I wanted a child, maybe it was for the best that I didn’t have a child binding me to the man who had hurt me so badly. Another hot tear rolled out as I covered my mouth with trembling hands. This was what my life had turned into. Only four years ago, I was happily married and expecting my first child. But now, I was divorced, nearly penniless, and married to a man who had once betrayed me. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. And I had no one to talk to. No mother, and my father had not even returned my call. So, yeah, I was literally pretty much alone.

I was so afraid of getting pregnant again, to the point that I felt nothing whenever Stephen made love to me. The problem started immediately I had Ella. My pregnancy had countless complications and it was so painful during her birth. I almost lost my life in the process. From that day, I feared getting pregnant. And I ended up pushing my husband away from me forever. He was now with another woman, who made him feel alive. It's so painful when I think about this. I think it's better if I give Steve what he wants. There is no need of us dragging the matter to court while I can sign the divorce papers at home.

she spat out venomously, casting a nasty look down at my stomach. “I am pregnant! I am not lying to anyone! Please, just let me talk to Raven for one minute.” I had to completely resort to begging because it was obvious she had absolutely no intention of letting me inside. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours since I put my signature on those divorce papers, yet another woman had completely taken over my home. How did my entire life turn upside down so incredibly fast?