Pregnant For My Husband's Billionaire Brother นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"So the contract, the ten million, all of it was just to get access to this?" "Exactly. And there's more." Crystal took a deep breath. "I'm in love with Ahmad. And the baby, I really don't know whose it is. It could be Amir's or Ahmad's. The timing is right between both of them." Laila's mouth opened and closed several times. "I'm sorry, what?" "You know I slept with Ahmad. Multiple times. And I'm pregnant but I don't know…" "Okay, stop. Stop." Laila held up her hand. "Let me process. You're secretly a billionaire. Your husband married you for your money. You're in love with his brother. And you're pregnant with a baby that might not be your husband's."

After all, it seemed to have been a habit for the latter; his body system has adjusted to it. “What's that?” Alex questioned, a curious expression plastered on his face. “She snatched my husband, who had fallen out of love with me. I found out on the night I planned on announcing my pregnancy to my family and my in-laws. It turned out my sister had been pregnant for him also,” Davina said with a slight chuckle. “Woah,” Alex muttered and raised his eyebrows for a second and released them immediately. Davina downed the rest of the whiskey in the glass down her throat ignoring the harsh sensation it had on her throat.

But I remember that he paid me to act like a contented wife while we are here. The group that had surrounded his brother parts just a little to make way and the billionaire finally steps out of the tight shell. "Lord of sweet heavens!!" I mutter in shock. The man . . . I mean, the billionaire, my husband's brother, is none other than the man I slept with a week ago! My gorgeous escort, Oren Weiss! Should I run?

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."

she inquired while penning some things down. "I'm pregnant, and the baby is not my husband's; it's his brother's," I informed, knowing that if I gave it a thought, I wouldn't want to say it. "Okay. Have you told your husband that you're pregnant?" she asked. "No, but I plan on telling him today because apparently, he already knows; he's a medical doctor and a neat freak, so he probably found one of the medical reports somewhere," I said. "How do you know he knows?" The questions that she was asking were a lot, but they weren't questions that I couldn't answer.

She shrugged before walking out of the room. She snorted as she looked at her distant friend. "No matter what you say, I won't listen. I love Gael so much and we should get married because he got me pregnant.” Maybe Brielle is just jealous because Gael got me pregnant. “She just smiled and looked at the pregnancy test in her hand again. "I'm excited to be Mrs. Ramirez." — "W-WHAT? Was what you said true Tallulah?" Caroline asked in disbelief after Tallulah confessed about her pregnancy.

“That is what they do. Rich people. They have no heart. They think because they are rich they can do anything they want.” “Men like him ruin lives and walk away. Just like one did to your aunt. This was the way it was.” “No! We wouldn’t let this pass.” “No. It wasn’t like that. I wanted him too.” “And after he got you pregnant, does he want the baby too?” “I—I told him, and He doesn’t want it.” “I knew it!” “This is not fine. He must not come anywhere near you. You are done with him, you understand?” “You still have a whole life ahead of you.”

I parked in front of the King's Mansion and I saw my husband highlight from a cab. Did his car break down? Before I got out of the car, he had already entered the house. He walked so fast for a normal human being. I heard a glass break when I got to the front door. He is not only rash with his words; he is careless too. "How could you overthrow your older brother? After all, we have done to you. You are a hypocrite. I raised you to this fine age and you decide to take all my son has, his supposed-to-be bride, and now his rank as the number one billionaire heir. I always knew you were up to something." I heard a feminine voice yell.

“Well as you all know my family is searching for the sum of one million dollars trust fund of my late brother, Brian and Eva, my sister. The police have down their best to search for it but to no avail. The journalist asked, “Is your brother, Brian finally dead?” “Yes, of course,” Opula replied, smiling, “It is obvious he is dead, having stayed in a coma for long.” The journalist said, “Okay ma’am and asked emphatically, “the whole world is watching right now. Do you want to give a shout out to anyone?” “Um…yeah,” she stuttered, “I want to give a shout out to Rod Benson , my husband and the father of my unborn child . I think it is about time the whole world known that I am pregnant for Rod

' I was completely stunned as I instinctively covered my stomach, which was still flat. Was I… Hallucinating? 'That coma is just an act. My dad is the richest man in the country! He's clearing out the traitors inside the company, and he isn't even in the hospital. This fortune is literally being given to us for free! We have to take it!' The richest man in the country? Hugh Fletcher? Wasn't his brother named Hugh Gibson? 'My dad took his mother's last name. His birth mom died when he was five, and he was sent to live with his uncle's family. He only came back after he became an adult. That whole rotten family has been eyeing my dad's fortune ever since.'