Novel & Cerita Shane Dawson Pregnant

UNEXPECTED NEWS Selena Positive. I'm pregnant. And my ex-boyfriend's father is responsible. Even as I stare at the thick double lines of the pregnancy strip, I can't believe it. This is such a mess. If I thought my life was fucked before, it just took an even worse turn. Probably four weeks pregnant if I recount the encounter that caused this. Gosh, Selena how could you be so foolish? He's your ex's father for crying out loud!

The instant I flipped the power source switch, a soft humming began while the monitors gradually lit up one by one, bathing me in a cold blue light. I sat down and allowed my fingers to fly across the keyboard, reawakening the codes and commands I had sealed away three years ago. I had to look into just what Shane was up to. There was definitely something up with that woman mentioned in the pregnancy checkup report, Leah York. After all, Shane was an incredibly conceited man. If he really had found his true love, a woman willing to give him a child, then he wouldn't be acting the way he had earlier tonight—a complex mix of gloating smugness and resentment.

He reached down to help her up. "Chloe, get up." Chloe shook her head. "I won't." "If Ms. Ross doesn't agree, I'll stay on my knees." Adrian's head whipped toward me. "Vivian, you see that?" "Chloe's on her knees for you, pregnant." "What more do you want?" I looked at Chloe kneeling on the red carpet. She'd timed the drop well. Facing the guests, and facing the cameras. The whole wedding was being livestreamed.

‎ ‎Reporters began whispering to one another. ‎ ‎Adrian raised a hand, and silence returned. ‎ ‎“Our marriage is not fake.” ‎ ‎Another wave of murmurs. ‎ ‎Adrian’s voice sharpened. ‎ ‎“And the rumors attacking her character are completely false.” ‎ ‎A reporter stood up quickly. ‎ ‎“Mr. Cole, are you confirming that she is pregnant?” ‎ ‎The room held its breath. ‎ ‎Adrian looked straight at the cameras. ‎ ‎“Yes.” ‎ ‎The word echoed across the room.

I was dressed in a simple black gown and was holding champagne. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out behind me. "Ayla." I turned around and saw Shane. He looked far more weary than he had two years ago, and there were bruises under his eyes. His suit was no longer as perfectly pressed as it had once been. David stood beside him, looking timidly at me. He called out in a low voice, "Mom…" I did not move and just looked at them calmly. Shane's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I've signed the divorce agreement. Can I talk to you alone now?"

she laughed softly, “that wasn’t even the beginning.” I clenched my fists. Rhys appeared behind me, his voice low and sharp. “Get out, Ciara.” “No, Rhys,” she snapped. “You don’t get to control the narrative anymore. You want to tell her, or should I?” My stomach dropped. “Tell me what?” I demanded. She smiled slowly. “I’m pregnant.” Silence. Dead, aching silence. My ears rang. I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a bat. Rhys froze behind me, his breath hitching.

she exclaimed much too happily. "What?" I seethed. "That's right," she continued,"so you should get out of our house." "You're pregnant?" Those words suddenly leave a bad taste in my mouth compared to earlier. It all makes sense, the time Eric spent away, seeing them together at the hospital. As each moment passes reality becomes solidified as my heart becomes like stone, harder and harder. Just then the sound of the back door opening cuts through the air. “Eric!” Mia cries out as though she’s relieved to see him. She clutches her stomach and paints on a pained look. “Annie just shoved me, she wants to hurt my baby.”

Shane was so happy that he made a post on social media to announce that Grace would be giving birth next week. Dozens of congratulations and well wishes immediately appeared. Many people are welcoming the birth of the Brown family's first grandchild. "I have to arrange a two-week leave." Shane said excitedly, as if he was the father of the baby. "No need, Shane. You just work as usual. I've got Mom to keep me company. I've caused you a lot of trouble during my pregnancy, and if you take time off, you'll miss a lot of important projects." Grace objected.

This is a heart breaking sob and I gulp hard to fight back my tears, she needs me now, I can not succumb. After what felt like hours, she finally stop, I gently guide her to the soft couch in her living room and give her time to catch her breath before I’ll start questioning her. Shane makes us some coffee and joins us. "Sis, I'm pregnant." My jaw drops to the floor. "What?" I ask, to confuse not sure if I should celebrate or kill the mother fucker who did this. "I'm ten weeks in." She sniffs as Shane place the cups in front of us and looks at her in shock.

Not when she couldn’t get rid of the event that happened a few days ago when she thought she would be finally living a life filled with affection from her husband and ended up getting an opposite treatment. It was one sunny afternoon, the superstar Shane Vargas stood in front of the crowd inside the luxurious and well-decorated hall. He was wearing his usual charming smile that could melt almost every lady’s heart. Wearing his best suit, he called on everyone’s attention. His lips spread wider a moment before he opened his mouth. What he said next was like an explosion that broke Audrey’s well-being. “I’m going to be a father. Stephanie is pregnant with my baby,” he said.