Romantic Pregnancy Care Husband Novels & Stories

“Don’t do it. No secrets.” Well, sure then. Your best friend and I have been married for three years but recently, he returned from a gala, fucked me for hours— which I think is the reason for my new emotions— and now I’m pregnant. Yay? Also, he thought I was you. Significant improvement from him treating me like I didn’t exist. Yay again? “Protection.” I said, not thinking about it. “We used protection. We haven’t been… ready. You know. Especially with everything going on and… and I mean, it might not even be his—”

"I'll wait for him." "I understand how important it is for you to have your husband by your side, and we'll do everything we can to bring him here as soon as possible. But I want you to close your eyes and imagine your husband's loving presence. Feel his support and encouragement surrounding you, think of the beautiful moment when you'll see your husband holding your newborn for the first time. Let's work together to make that moment happen."

I was eight months pregnant and recovering at Lycian Private Medical Center when my Alpha husband, Julian, suddenly posted a photo of a newborn pup on social media. The poplar tree in the background was unmistakable. It was the same tree outside my hospital room window! The caption read, "Welcome to the world, my heir." My sister, Margaret, had liked the post and commented, "Congratulations!" I was baffled. I was only eight months pregnant. Who had given birth to his child? I called Margaret right away. She was silent for several seconds before saying, "Julian and Nora's affair hasn't been a secret in the pack for quite a while. "She's a pure-blooded Arctic white wolf. You're his mate, but o

I was alone at Maria Hospital for a prenatal checkup when someone added me to a group chat I didn't recognize. Everyone in it was family or a close friend. My foster sister, Linda, had posted a video with the caption, "Enzo is such a great new dad!" In the video, my husband, Enzo, held a newborn and gently played with the baby's tiny hand. The baby's hospital wristband said Maria Hospital. Everyone in the chat was celebrating the birth. No one noticed I was there. My brother Luke wrote, "Congratulations! This family is finally complete." I said nothing. I saved the video. The moment it finished saving, a notification popped up. Linda had removed me from the group. I steadied myself and calle

“I’m sorry I can’t do anything more right now.” “You’ve done plenty, BK. You’ve always been here for me these past days. You never left my side. Thank you for not giving up on me.” “I love you, why would I give up on you? I’m your husband, remember?” he said with a smile, and she smiled back. She couldn’t help but feel butterflies. She really wanted to respond. Her husband was looking even more handsome to her lately. Or maybe it was just part of her pregnancy hormones? “BK.”

"I have heard stories and seen how asthmatic women pass through severe pains than the norm during delivery, some even lose their lives." "It will never happen to you. I am here for you. After we have this baby, no more. I am satisfied with one child, male or female. We won't risk your life again because of child bearing." "Are you drunk? Do you know what you are saying?" "When I promised to walk the journey of love, marriage, child bearing, and life with you, I meant it. I love you Payson." "What will your mother and the society say?" "I am your husband. You married me, not my mother or the society."

“You didn’t even have the decency to choose. You just waited—hoping I’d never find out.” Her voice dropped, low and final. “You weren’t torn, Gabriel. You were comfortable.” He ran his hands through his hair, eyes pleading. “She got attached. It wasn’t supposed to be this deep. You know me, Andrea. I panic. I compartmentalize. I didn’t want to lose you.” Andrea straightened. “You already did.” He blinked, as if the words had struck him physically. “Look…” He moved closer. “I know about the pregnancy. But that’s not my child. She’s just saying that to trap me. You know how women get when they’re afraid.”

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa

"I’m sure your husband will make a U-turn the moment he finds out. He’s been wanting another baby, right?" Rome smiled on the other end and gently touched her still-flat tummy. "We struggled to conceive again because of what happened during Carol’s birth. I’ll visit the doctor today to confirm." "Okay. Keep me posted." "Alright, I’ll go call Cayson now." "Make sure to apologize. Your husband is stressed out and confused. He might take it out on his employees because of your antics." Rome chuckled and said goodbye. Once she ended the call, she dialed her husband’s number.

“That’s your solution?” “Evelyn, don’t be ungrateful.” He frowned. “We’ve been together for ten years. I don’t want to be too ruthless with you.” Ten years? I laughed bitterly to myself. In that decade, I had endured countless sleepless nights for him. I had been hospitalized multiple times from overwork. Through it all, he never truly cared. “Do you remember my first stomach hemorrhage?” I asked. He froze for a moment. “What?” “I collapsed in the studio. It was an intern who called the ambulance. Where were you?”