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[The deceased was about five weeks pregnant. The folder tumbled from his grasp, papers fluttering to the floor. "She's dead?" Francis whispered, as if trying to grasp some ludicrous truth. "Dead," Michael said. "Jumped from the hospital's 18th floor. You saw it with your own eyes." "The baby..." "Yours. According to the timing, it was yours." Francis looked up, his eyes sweeping over the scene. Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal.

It was the only thing missing, to ruin for complete my day. God, you must hate me so much! “Don't worry.” The doctor murmured, helping me lie down again. “I'll bring you some vitamins for pregnant women, and some food, okay?” She tells me, passing her thin fingers over my cheeks, which may be pale as the snow that falls on the ground. December.

She wasn't wearing anything underneath and was moaning softly as the TV was playing some explicit scenes. When she heard me come in, she panicked and tried to act normal as she talked to me while quickly fumbling with her phone behind her back, tapping the screen as if she were hanging up a call. "Darling! You're home early!" I pretended not to notice anything and acted exhausted, saying I needed to take a shower to relax. When I came out, she fawned all over me, acting as if she was desperate for my affection. I felt nothing but disdain. Then, I took the medicine out and said, "Look, I got these prenatal supplements from the doctors near Grandma's place. They said these are quite good."

I hate to see her cry. "It's okay Chole. From everything that you've told me, it's clearly not your fault. It was that bastard's fault. I will kill him." I said with anger "Please, can you make me some soup? I have a hangover and I'm really starving," I asked. "Sure! Anything for my best girl." She said, delighted to help. "I'll go get a couple of drugs from the store for the pain," I say, not including that I will get pills also, just in case anything funny happens. I'm not ready to bear a child for anyone, especially for a random bastard.

Whether consciously or not, Velia nodded as she listened to Nia's advice. Yes, I don't want to get pregnant with Lucas's child. No. I won't. *

Other Books by the Author . . . 1. Baby's Daddy — Pregnancy-Romance/Mystery 2. The Third Side of the Coin — Horror/Suspense 3. Her Dilemma — Pregnancy-Romance/Billionaire 4. The Rancher's Heart — Romance/Single-Father 5. A Week of Batching — Mystery/Suspense . 6. Chronicles of an Amnesiac — SciFi/Mystery/Short Story 7. On Air — Billionaire/Pregnancy-Romance/Mystery

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

"I'm sorry Susan, I know you warned me to be careful, you didn't want to see me hurt but I am sorry I had to do this, I couldn't just let..." "Ryan" she called I interrupting me. "I am pregnant." "Pregnant?" I asked looking at her wide-eyed. "Yeah, I'm pregnant with your baby." "Oh my God, this is... I don't know what to say... But... But am stuck here for the next five years." I said. "I'll wait for you Ryan, I promise." She said and I couldn't stop the tears that flowed down my face. "I do not deserve the love you've given me Susan but I'm very grateful and I promise you, the moment I step out of this prison, I am going to love you and my little baby with all my heart." I said and she smil

I pushed the door open to see her lying in bed, reading a book titled MATED TO THE CURSED LYCAN KING by Lade d writes. “Come on in. Don't just stand, we missed you,” she called out. Even when pregnant, she looked vibrant, dressed in a lace gown, her back against the bed, her hair backed up into a sleek bun. She had just taken a shower, judging by the lingering scent of her body wash. She looked perfect, like the type of lady a man would want to flaunt. Slowly I approached her; her belly had a little bump; the baby was growing, but that didn't stop her from looking sexually appealing.

"What do you mean you weren't expecting it? Did you and Ryan ever used protection?" "No! But...I've seen other married women who doesn't get pregnant as soon as they get married." "Oh! Bethel, grow up. That only happens when the woman is infertile and the man is impotent. Besides, this should be great news. You're pregnant for Ryan Winthrop!! Do you know what that means?" "And that's the point,Nicole. What if Ryan's not ready to father a child?" "What?" "Yes. I mean, he's still very young and...we didn't even talk about it."