Sans Is Pregnant Novels & Stories

A woman who clearly loves her husband and a child who needs him. I don't know what she knows but it's clear from Santos's body language that he hasn't told her of his indiscretions. I certainly won't be the one to ruin this happy family if I can help it. Instead, I suck up my guilt the best I can. "Nice to meet you," I say with an attempt at a smile. "When are you due?" "Next month," she says rubbing her hand down her belly. "It's a boy. Our two girls are running around here somewhere."

"Isn't that your dog?" “Sansa has a middle name?” Aiden said in a choked voice, "How can that be?" “Pregnant?” I repeated feeling my heart was beating strangely. Was that what it felt like to have a heart attack? “My dog ​​can't be pregnant!” I finally exploded making the people in the waiting room to look at me intently. "My dog is virgin!" “Uncle!” Aiden sounded horrified. "Well, the puppy that came out of her vagina a minute ago says otherwise,” the doctor explained, looking amused at my horror.

"Did your father come back? Did Vivian—" "No one came back," Sienna said. Her voice was steady, but her hands were shaking where she had tucked them into her sleeves. "I just... I need to tell you something." Marcus stopped a few feet away. He sensed the shift in the air. The gravity. "Okay," he said slowly. "I'm listening." Sienna looked at Aria. Aria nodded—a silent go ahead. Sienna took a breath. She looked at Marcus. "I'm pregnant," she said.

According to doctor Irish, Sarena's pregnancy is less than one week old and he must be very careful looking after her. "You... You... My... Uh... My Boss? But... Oh, how is that possible? All this time you were my boss and also my husband?" Sarena asked haltingly. "Yes, Baby, I am your boss at the office and your husband is here," said Morgan softly. He got down from his seat on the side of the bed and knelt in front of the confused Sarena. Morgan grabbed Sarena's hands which were clenched together in her lap and held them tightly, bringing both hands to her lips and kissing them gently.

“About how you deceived me? About how you’re engaged to another woman who’s the complete opposite of me?” I look at him, utterly heartbroken. It’s almost as if I can hear something inside me shattering into a million pieces. I can’t bring myself to tell him about the baby — I’m too afraid of how he’ll react. No. He can’t know. He mustn’t... what if he asks me to terminate the pregnancy? Or worse, what if he demands custody of the baby? No, that can’t happen... I can’t tell him. “You owe me no explanations. I’ll let your fiancée in now,” I say finally, turning away and leaving the room quickly before he can say another word. “Ms. Sidney? You can go in. Mr. Hart is ready for you.”

Conall We stare at the nurse, both clearly shocked. “Wait, what?” I finally ask aloud. “I-I-I am pregnant?” Serena whispers. The nurse glances between us. “You didn’t know? No one has told you?” Serena shakes her head. "No, I didn’t even know. Things have been so hectic lately. My periods aren’t always regular. Do you know how far along I am? Is the baby doing okay?” Her voice is increasingly filled with panic, reflecting her growing worry.

After thinking carefully, Nathan decided to find out the truth about the incident. "How long ago did you say that pregnancy?" Nathan scrutinized it carefully. "According to the results, about a month." The woman answered in a natural response. "Are you sure?" Nathan demanded more. "Absolutely certain." Mrs. Susan replied with a firm expression: "Perhaps Amada doesn't seem to know about this either. Usually one month pregnant, pregnant women don't have any specific signs of recognition, so Amada doesn't recognize it. It's normal for me to be pregnant."

His eyes lit up excitedly. "I swear." Aunt Valentina then told the dark past of Luciano's mother. According to Aunt Valentina's story, Luciano's mother was a servant in Romano’s house. She was involved in an illicit relationship with the Romano family only son. When they knew that she was pregnant, she was expelled from the city of Rome. "Your dad didn't even know that your mother was pregnant. Your mother didn't have time to say anything when she left." "Why, Auntie? Why did my mother just leave like that?"

"Anne, this can't be true, right? Dorothy is a fool. We can't just take her word…" Before Sarah could complete her sentence, Anne interrupted her calmly, "I did give birth." "You…" Sarah choked on her word. "You, what?" Anne took a deep breath and looked up. "Three years ago, I ran into Anthony while studying abroad. We had a bit too much to drink, and an accident happened. We had not seen each other again since then, and I had not expected to get pregnant. My first reaction was to get an abortion because I was pregnant with triplets, but I was too scared to get the surgery and ran from the hospital after that. I gave birth to them in the end..."

The television screen glowed faintly against the dimmed bedroom. I leaned back against the pillows, one hand absentmindedly stroking the curve of my stomach, the other tangled with Zane’s larger, firmer hand. The news anchor’s voice was calm, clinical, but the words cut through like a blade: "Sera Voss, fiancée of billionaire Zane Blackwood, was rushed to St. Augustine’s Hospital late last night following signs of preterm labor. Sources close to the family confirm she is currently under close monitoring…"