Novel & Cerita Romance Novels With Secret Baby

Of course according to traditions the bride and the groom are not the see each other so when she gets a text from William asking her to meet her in a fancy restaurant she is confused. ‘Are you sure we can meet.’ She texts him ‘No one will know I haven’t seen you all week and I miss you’ He replies. Isabella smiles. ‘Okay I’m on my way’ She gets ready and leaves to meet William. A figure watches from the balcony as she leaves the house with a dark and sinister

“Crazy and wonderful. This is the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for me. A baby? A real baby? Cameron, god, I have no words.” I leaned down and kissed him, my heart racing. He was nuts, but he was mine. “I fucking love you,” I whispered. “Good,” he said. “Because I fucking love you too.” Then I got up. “Where are you going?” he asked. “To tell everyone. It’s not just our baby, Cameron. This affects our whole family. Come on. I want to tell them. And…” I gripped Cameron’s head. “I want to rub this in Dillon’s face. King of Grand romantic gestures? Yeah, well, MY husband just adopted a baby in secret for me. Take that! Ha!”

I let out a humorless chuckle, shaking my head. “Really? You and I both know Roman isn’t the father. You might’ve slept with him a couple times, but he didn’t finish inside you, and you know it. You and I both know that the baby is mine, and not Roman. Guess who else knows that?” Sabrina kept quiet. I could hear her now tensed breathing through the phone. “Roman.” I mentioned. “He told me the pregnancy is mine. He knows about our secret affair.” She gasped faintly and I heard a loud clatter in the background, like metal pots hitting the floor. She must have stumbled. I imagined her frozen in her kitchen, staring at the wall in shock.

She could not wait to be finally free and actually go back to being his wife. She had been engrossed in a book Dylan had gotten for her. It was a romance book where the female lead had gotten into coma just like her and when she woke up, she found put her Husband had gotten married due to circumstances beyond his control. The book had her in a whirlwind of emotions when a police officer walked into her room. “Yea?.” Katrina asked annoyed. She didn’t for once like the policemen since they always never have Dylan a minute more to spend with her.

I’m overwhelmed by love, but my desire isn’t far behind. The frost around my heart begins to chip away. Camila’s mere presence is waking up all of me. With a deft motion, I tug aside the loops of her robe to reveal her belly. I gasp when I see the tiny bump that’s taking shape where there was once flatness. Our baby. The words rise and echo like a liturgy in my head. Our baby. My fingers gently brush over the tiny rise, marveling at the life budding inside of her. It’s gorgeous. Miraculous, even. The two of us created life—innocent and pure—despite our own faults and secrets.

He knew that my babies were also his. Time seemed to stand still as the unexpected unfolded. My babies, seemingly untroubled by the tension, spoke up, introducing Dante as their friend. It was a revelation that shook me to my core. My babies, who were typically guarded around strangers, embraced Dante with a familiarity that defied logic, as if they had met up on multiple occasions. The secret I had carefully concealed for so long was now laid bare, exposed to Dante. I could see a flicker of different emotions in Dante's eyes, his understanding of the truth piercing the cover of secrecy that I had fought to keep so long.

My mind drifted as I stared at my untouched tea, the steam rising in lazy curls, lost in thoughts about the life growing inside me, a secret born from the clinic’s mistake with Ethan Caldwell. The clock ticked steadily on the wall, and Grandma Maria’s radio played a soft telenovela tune, its dramatic notes echoing the turmoil in my heart. I rested my chin in my hand, the cup cooling beside me, my thoughts swirling like the mist outside. The revelation from yesterday at the café, when Ethan stormed in and the truth spilled out, weighed on me. Grandma knew now, her shock still fresh, and the idea of this baby, his baby, felt like a puzzle I couldn’t solve.