Pregnant And Spoiled By The Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hearing Bernard's words, the old lady became suspicious and asked, "Bernard, am I that scary? Would it scare your girlfriend away? " "Grandma, just be a grandson and beg, okay? Give me three months, and I'll promise to give you a big surprise." What Bernard understood the most was that once she came, Mariana would definitely be scared off by her. The old lady muttered, "What big surprise? In three months' time, she might not even be able to get pregnant. If it wasn't for my grandchildren, I wouldn't be so happy."

Kate’s jaw clenched, but she forced another smile. “Well, Serena, since you think you’re so smart, let me enlighten you.” Serena arched a brow, pretending to look interested. “Oh? Enlighten me, then.” Kate smirked and took a step closer, lowering her voice like she was sharing a secret. “I’m pregnant,” she said slowly, watching Serena’s face carefully. For a brief second, Serena’s expression faltered, but she quickly recovered with a nonchalant smile. “Congratulations,” she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “I wish you all the luck in the world.”

she replied ‘This is bad because this man has no family too, he'll definitely try to win you and the baby especially when he realizes that your connection with the billionaire is just a deal and would be expiring in a month's time’.. another of her texts came in, scaring the hell out of me. “I'm in trouble and now I think I fell for Levi already, I think he's used to me too. Even if he wants to admit his love and marry me properly, can that ever be possible anymore when I'm carrying another man's child?.’

, I never thought the s_x I had with the guy could result into pregnancy? First, it was me losing my virginity to him and now I'm having a baby for him!, Why's my life this cruel?!!. This's gon' cause a big damage to mom's reputation if the media gets a hold of this. My mom had been preserving her good reputation for years ever since she became a widow. I wouldn't want her silly mistake to tarnish it, I love my mom so much and it's the same for mom too, as I'm the only child she has, I had always been Bella's favorite.

His eyes lit up excitedly. "I swear." Aunt Valentina then told the dark past of Luciano's mother. According to Aunt Valentina's story, Luciano's mother was a servant in Romano’s house. She was involved in an illicit relationship with the Romano family only son. When they knew that she was pregnant, she was expelled from the city of Rome. "Your dad didn't even know that your mother was pregnant. Your mother didn't have time to say anything when she left." "Why, Auntie? Why did my mother just leave like that?"

Mira’s P.O.V “I want my child. And I want you to come with me.” The words hung between us, cold and sharp. I blinked, stunned, searching for something in his expression remorse, nerves, anything but found none. Luca De Silva stood in front of me like this was another corporate takeover. Calm. Strategic. Unshakable. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” I whispered, my throat tightening. “You’re pregnant with my child,” he said, stepping closer. “You don’t think I deserve a say in that?”

2 months later. The sound of the running water echoed in your ears as you mechanically ran your hands under the faucet, hardly feeling the water. Your mind raced at a thousand thoughts a second but couldn’t focus on a single one. Wiping your hands on the towel, you shakily picked up the little white stick resting on the counter, a tiny pink plus sign staring back at you. Taking a breath, you glanced up at your reflection, meeting your own eyes and suddenly every thought in your head came to a screeching halt except one: holy shit you were pregnant. Holy SHIT, you were pregnant! Holy shit…you were pregnant.

“As a maid! At his freaking mansion! How terrifying is that?” Sara gave me a mischievous smirk. “Penthouse,” she corrected with a chuckle. “Mansion, penthouse—whatever the hell they call it. It was great when I was just cleaning an empty house with no one around to bother me. Now he wants to meet me in person, to discuss—God knows what!” I cried out dramatically, flailing my arms for effect. “Well, if you’re that scared and nervous, we could always switch places. I wouldn’t mind being maid to a hot billionaire.”

"When I found out, I could have gone to a clinic and flushed your legacy down the drain! I could have left you in your misery with your barren wife! But I kept him! I saved you, Leon! I gave you a future!" She sobbed, clutching her stomach. "And this is how you repay me? By telling me I’m expensive? By cutting me off?" The cruelty of her words stunned me. She treats the baby like a transaction. "Zara..." "No!" she cut me off, backing away toward the door. "Fix this, Leon. Get my money back. Because if I have to stress about money one more time, I won't be responsible for what happens to this pregnancy!" She turned and ran out of the room, her sobs echoing down the hallway.

Gosh, what have I done to myself? I call in sick for the next three days, and a chef has to be sent in to fill in my position. Maybelline has been calling every evening to check up on me, telling me that they miss my food, but I can't even bring myself to face her or anyone else. Anyone who finds out that I am now pregnant with Marlon Gustave would immediately think that I am a money-grabbing bitch. What's the surest way to be rich forever? Have a baby by a billionaire!