Pretended To Be Pregnant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A look of understanding soon followed the expression on her face, which only made me more confused. "I'm sorry, Ms. Sandoval, but... you're not pregnant. What I think you're experiencing is what we call Pseudocyesis or false pregnancy," she explained. I remained silent as she stated that because of my desire to become pregnant, my body was experiencing symptoms similar to those of a pregnant woman. She explained many things to me that I didn't fully comprehend, but all I knew was that I wasn't pregnant and that there wouldn't be a baby born from my womb.

“She stays here. Alive. If that child dies, we’re all dead men.” They stormed out. And suddenly, we were alone. The silence left in their wake was immense. Seris crawled closer. “You’re... really pregnant?” I nodded, my body trembling, but my voice steadied. “Yes. But I faked the severity. The pain was real ... but I made it worse so they’d panic. So they’d leave.” Her lips parted in awe. “Clever.” I gave a weak smile. “We don’t have time for clever. We need to move.”

She punched the keys on her phone to send a text without thinking. "I'm pregnant for you, one month gone" When she did not get a response, she decided to perfect her plans. She bribed her family doctor for a fake pregnancy test, and when she got the results, she went to visit Purple. "Who are you and what does this result have to do with my fiance?" Clara cleared her throat

She said, turning back and eyeing the girl with contempt in her eyes. “I couldn’t give birth because he wasn’t my mate, and I can never get pregnant for another man,”and so I had no other choice than to pretend and cast a spell on him, saying this was the daughter we both had together and giving fake birth to her.” She finished as her lips curved up.

"He woke up the next morning believing he'd been with his wife, believing everything was normal." Tears welled in my eyes. "The maid became pregnant, and your mom made an agreement with her. The maid would carry the child in secret while your mom claimed the pregnancy as her own. She paid the maid money for her mother's surgery in exchange for her silence and cooperation." His thumb continued its soothing motion. "Every prenatal visit was registered under Mrs. Morrison's name. She wore padding under her clothes to simulate pregnancy. She paid doctors to falsify records. Mr. Morrison believed his wife was finally carrying his child. He was overjoyed. He had no idea the child growing in anothe

Documented proof of her deception. "The date on the receipt," Karson said slowly. "Eight months before she announced the pregnancy." "Yes." "She planned it. From the beginning." "Yes." "She was never..." He couldn't finish the sentence. Couldn't say the words. "She was never pregnant. There was no baby. There was never going to be a baby." I let the silence hang for a moment. "She bought herbs. Wore padding. Had a witch reinforce the illusion. All to make you believe she was carrying your child."

In accordance with the suggestion I gave, we've decided to go ahead with the pregnancy stunt. I had a prosthetic pregnancy bump gotten for different stages in my supposed pregnancy. “Do you really think he'll believe that fake thing? Anyone can tell it's fake just by looking at it from afar?” Jack glared at the prosthetic before glancing at me. I smirked, feeling prideful in his pain. “Anyone would believe it because it's prosthetic, it's made to look real. Just because you know what it is, doesn't mean others would.” I responded, caressing one of the prosthetics.

This was so awkward. Thinking of what to do, I decided to put on an act. Maybe if I pretended to past out, he'd cancel the test and ask the doctor to go home. And if he did that, I was certainly going to be able to threaten the foolish old man to not conduct the test, or he should confirm my lie of being pregnant. That was a nice solution. I narrowed my eyes like my head was being hit against something, and raised my hand to rub it against the fake thick pain on my forehead.

her words came again bringing me back from my daze, I knew telling her I wasn't pregnant was going to escalate her condition, I knew what I had to do was to pretend to be pregnant, since I and George had already agreed to that, I nodded my head repeatedly in response as she urged on, I felt broken at the thought of deceiving my my own mother, even though I knew I had no choice, "You're really pregnant," she replied excitedly, "I knew it, I knew you must be pregnant, I knew you're capable of bringing back Paris," she added cheerfully,

Lila stated, raising her twentieth wine glass for emphasis. "Then we have to make you pregnant. Somehow... That will give us time." Her face immediately squeezed in disgust but I quickly explained. "Lila, I am not saying that you should actually get pregnant," I said, taking the wine glass gently out of her hands. "You just need to pretend." The disgust on her face slowly morphed into a confusing glare, but once again, I was a step ahead. "I will make pregnancy test strips and hand it over to you. We can get a fake hospital report... We can get you a fake baby bump... That's what I am saying."