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And the feeling was overwhelming and, at the same time, exciting. That got me wondering how Zayden would react to the news of my pregnancy. " You talking like someone who's in love." Jade spat, a disgusted look on her face. I chuckled." I think I might be." She sighed heavily, pulling me in for a hug." My best friend is going to be a mother! If this is what you want then I'll support you." My chest warmed up." Thanks, Jade, for everything." " You're welcome. So are you going to tell him immediately?" She asked.

I wanted him to take me as something more than a pretty face in bed but I guess now, I knew that that was impossible with him. Seeing him with Crystal made me realize that to him it was just a fling. I buried my head in my hands and tried my best to keep the tears at bay. I didn't want anyone on the bus seeing me cry. What was I even thinking? Even if I wanted anything to do with him, I couldn't. He was my best friend's dad. I was already worried about what Bridget would say if she found out that I was sleeping with him much less her reaction is she found that that we probably were dating.

Maryann: My Dad is tall, dark-skinned, and handsome like my brother. He's a 50-year-old man with short brown hair. They could pass for siblings because my Dad takes care of his looks more than anything. After all, he's a banker. "Ann, I hope we will be home before the party gets out of hand. But you should stay locked up here. Don't go close to any of Mike's friends. He says they will have a pool party, and also, he will invite the chef who will take care of everything. Just stay here. Please..." Mom begs me.

"Tessa, meet my dad, Julian Anderson, and dad, meet Tessa, the best friend I wouldn't stop blabbering about." She smiled, gesturing between her best friend and her father. Her dad? Tessa's brows pulled together in confusion. A million questions swarmed her thoughts. There was no way this Greek god in front of her was Maribel's father. No way. She was still wallowing in doubt when the myth about him struck her, and she instantly believed it.

Until that time, they knew I had a one-night stand with a stranger after finding out there was a huge possibility that I could become a mother and since that time, they never asked about who or how. Marriage? How funny would that be?? Our situation was far from that of those people who had feelings for each other. We both love each other, but no romantic feelings are involved. My best friend only happened to be my donor, just that. Nothing more, nothing less. "I just want my grandson to grow up with a father," Dad suddenly said.

My father wasn’t stupid. “Fuck!” Father grunted and forcefully pulled me off the bed. “Start speaking. Who is it? Who got you pregnant?” he demanded, his grip on my arms tightening. A hard lump formed in my throat. How could I mention Lord Frederick’s name? How could I tell my father that his best friend, a man who was supposed to be a father figure to me, got me pregnant? Father would go mad. “Who is he? Tell me!” Father yelled, his eyes glowing with anger. I tried to speak, but words weren’t forming in my mouth, as if my tongue was seized.

he asked all of a sudden and I froze in place . “What baby are you talking about?” My mother asked raising an eye brow. I didn’t want her to find out like this but I guess I can’t hide it anymore. She deserves to know that she was going to be a grandmother soon. “Are you pregnant?” she asked, her gaze meeting mine. My throat closed. “Tell me honey. Is Jeff the father? “ I knew my mother wanted a grandchild so badly even if it was Jeff’s baby but the real question was that, will she even understand that I slept with my husband’s best friend?

I live with him for so long and maybe that's enough for me to figured out his different behaviors. "Mr. Rodriguez, I have a question and hoping you answer it with all the knowledge you have." He shrugged, "Sure. As long as it's not math." "I have a friend. Other friend, she got pregnant with a man she shouldn't be with. A man whose already engaged and got my friend pregnant," she stated. "Is that Gabriela?" My eyes widened in shocked, "How did you came up with such indecent idea, dad? Gabriela is not pregnant!"

It seemed like forever ago that he went off to college and I was left alone to deal with everything on my own. I miss him so much, even though he has been nothing but supportive and understanding. I wonder if he feels the same about me, and if he does, will he forgive me when I tell him about our child? "Oh my god," My best friend says from behind me. "You're really pregnant!" She's sitting beside me on the couch while I watch some movie. I nod in response. "Yes, I am." She reaches over and pats me on the shoulder reassuringly. "That's great! Do you think your boyfriend will be okay?" I smile slightly and shake my head.

“That means you were with her while I was still praying over my last two ultrasounds. You were with her while I was losing our baby?” “She’s carrying a healthy baby, Sabrina,” he said, slicing through my pain with brutal logic. “She deserves to be with the father of her child.” “I know,” I spat, the word laced with venom. “Because I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant right now, Leon. And that means nothing to you.” Leon went still. For a second, something flickered across his face—too quick to name, gone before I could be sure it had even been there. “That doesn’t change anything,” he said. “We both know how that always ends for us.”