Pregnant And Spoiled By The Billionaire 소설 & 이야기

“Whether you can be father or not is not the problem. I am an heiress of a billionaire family, and being pregnant with a bodyguard’s child is insanity and disgrace to my identity.” “Is that what you’re worried about? You should be thinking of the child!” “I am not pregnant.” I lied... again and again. “Even if I am, don’t invalidate my reason. I am an heiress and you’re just a nobody. I don’t know where you got the idea of me being pregnant, but unfortunately that is not that case. Why? Are you excited that getting me pregnant can make you part of a billionaire family? Jokes on you, but that will never happen.”

"Well, I should ask this girl instead. You spoilt brats of the rich families can't be trusted. Who knows what kind of shady things happen in that social circle of yours? Because you've rendered your body useless, you're now clinging to my son, right? I knew you had ulterior motives toward him. Otherwise, you would have gone for someone in your status!" Ulterior motives? Hailey didn't have any ulterior motives. At least, she couldn't remember having one. The heavy rain beat down at her and unable to remain standing, Hailey went down to her knees and sobbed. Subconsciously, her hand wandered to her stomach and she suddenly felt at ease holding it. "You can't fool us with your crocodile tears!"

Aana Pov's . "Pregnant?" He again repeated the word looking at me shockingly. I wiped the sweat from my forehead. "Yes, she is pregnant... That's why she had a bp problem and she fainted in the morning" Aunt Jennifer said. "Pregnant" He started laughing looking at me. I can feel his pain in his laughing voice... the pain of betrayal... He already thinks I cheated on him and now this pregnancy news. "What happened?" Stefan asked, looking at Aaron. Everyone was looking at him confusingly while he was laughing like a maniac. He stood up from the chair.

That was the last thing she'd said to me before heading to the hospital. And then, hours later, the news exploded. The billionaire was marrying another woman carrying his child. My own sister blamed me for it. She came at me with a knife, stabbing me again and again. I still remembered the pain of dying at her hands, my own blood on her fingers. Even now, sitting here, my whole body trembled. However, I forced a bright, almost giddy smile. "Aria, you're not just pregnant. You're sitting on a gold mine. Word is Mr. Moore's got no women around him, and his family's desperate to see him married."

"All of it… the tragic past, the guilt… it was just another part of the performance. A story to make the brooding billionaire act more convincing." "Is that what you think?" he bit out, crossing his arms. "That this is some kind of game?" "I don't know what to think! All I know is that I've been sharing a bed with a man who has one foot in my world and the other in a ghost story." It was then she knew she had to tell him. She had to shatter this fragile glass house they were living in. "I'm pregnant." The two words landed in the room with the force of a detonation.

“Yeah. I do.” For a moment, neither of them spoke as snow tapped gently against the window. Then Maya looked at him. “Is she okay?” Nathan paused. He knew immediately who she meant. Arabella. “She’s okay and the baby’s alive,” he said quietly. “High-risk pregnancy. Stress complications.” Maya closed her eyes briefly, grief flickering across her face so fast it almost disappeared. “That poor woman.” Nathan looked at his sister carefully. “You’ve never even met her.”

And the doctor had given her unexpected news. She slowly placed a trembling hand on her stomach. “I guess it will be just the two of us now.” Because she was pregnant. With Ethan Carter’s child.

Then I tell you, out of your sight, there are thousands of Mirabeles suffering from all that I have just mentioned! "Maybe you were one of them..." His voice suddenly softened again. He stroked my cheek, gently and slowly, as if full of love and pity. "Five years ago, when the baby was growing inside you, Mr. Marcus probably had your belly cut open, took the baby home, and left your beautiful body to rot and stink in the garbage!" "Oh. You don't know who sold your information, do you? Who kidnapped you to a strange bed when you were in college? Want to know?"

I said, as I rose to face him. “You heard me.” He said, “You are not going to go about gallivanting like a cheap whore and then come to me with a pregnancy claim. I will not have it. I am married now, and I will not have you ruining it for me.” “I came here as a courtesy call.” I said, “I felt you deserved to know that you were going to have a baby.” “I am not having a baby!” he yelled this time. “What’s going on here?” Sandra asked, as she emerged from the kitchen. She had a puzzled look on her face as she tried to figure out what was happening.

Lauren teased, leaning over. Priya giggled, holding up the magazine. “Just some juicy gossip. This famous handsome crippled billionaire’s found love—look at this!” she flipped to a spread, and Lauren’s heart stopped. There, in full color, was Alex in his wheelchair, Melissa beside him, their hands clasped, her smile radiant. The headline blared: Billionaire’s Girlfriend Is Pregnant. Lauren’s breath caught, her vision blurring as the world tilted.