Taking Twins Abroad After Divorce Novels & Stories

She had looked at the scans with the focused attention of someone who wanted to be certain before she spoke. "Mrs. Hayes," she had said—I was still using the name then, for medical records, for the paper trail that needed to remain consistent—"I want to talk to you about what we're seeing here. It's two heartbeats." Twins. I was carrying twins. Two lives that had been quietly existing inside me through every humiliation at Rebecca's dinner table, through every night I had lain beside a man who was in love with someone else, through the morning I had signed my name on divorce papers with a hand I had forced steady through sheer will.

' He had done that in a span of 48 hours and everything was going smoothly based on what I heard. Talking to James and seeing how much he was hurting was one of the other reasons I wanted the twins to meet their father. I don't want to live with regrets. I picked up my bag and headed straight downstairs smiling as a reply to the greetings from the staff. My phone dinged as if it was Evelyn asking me about the invitation card I sent to her that I received from Mrs Anderson. I just chuckled at her reaction, just like how I had chuckled at her saying, “I'm going to get a divorce and leave this country.”

When I finished speaking, Kurt launched into a furious tirade, cursing Charlie without holding back. "Leave it to me. I'll make sure he pays for what he did! Did you really think Maxwell rotting in prison was enough? The other two won't get away with it either. So, are you really sure about this?" Tears streamed down my face as I nodded. "Yes, Kurt. Getting divorced is for the best." I couldn't wait to get the hell out of this damn place. "What about the twins?" When I was pregnant with them, the doctors had warned me how risky it was. In the end, all three of us had nearly died.

I could take them and build the life I wanted, free from the obligation to read anyone's mood or seek anyone's approval. Edric wanted me out of the capital, and that suited me perfectly. The Regent's household had never been anything but a gilded cage, and I had wanted to leave for a long time. I had Finch bring the gold to my courtyard, and right there in front of him, I picked up a quill and signed my name on the divorce acknowledgment. Suvanne Thayne. The strokes were clean, without a moment of hesitation. Then, I called for my things to be packed.

I put my jacket on and move out of the private room. "Come Mr and Mrs. Warren. I must tell you some precautions." The doctor points to the seat, and we settle our self. "I must say that twins pregnancy is very difficult. There are many chances of miscarriage so you both should be very precarious with it." She warns us and gives us some pregnancy tips. "Now you can ask me any questions about pregnancy." As soon as those words were out of doctor's mouth, Aspen starts his interrogation as to what I should eat, can I fly back to Hometown in which the doctor says yes. He even asked at what speed he should drive the car. Really Aspen!

Mia's POV I tried my best not to cry but I just couldn't bring myself to stop. After I left the Ford mansion back then, I suffered so much after I moved out of the country. I was pregnant with twins with nowhere to go, where the hell was I supposed to go? That was one of the many questions that plagued my mind, and here he is. Pretending as if nothing had happened, he even hired me to be his private chef.

Two hours before the father of my unborn children came home and I lost my chance to escape. I stood in the middle of my guest bedroom and tried to think. Tried to plan. But my mind kept circling back to the same thought: I'm pregnant with twins. Jaxon's twins. The heirs he wanted. The children he'd divorced me for not giving him. Growing inside me right now while he sat at some expensive restaurant with Vivian, celebrating his new life. He could never know. He'd take my babies and leave me with nothing. So I had to leave first.

Only now, I had my son with me… inside a place that felt more like a tiger’s den than a home. “You should all be ashamed of yourselves,” Caren finally broke the silence, her voice filled with disgust. I knew it had to be because of my child and I. The last time she had called for an abortion. Stating that she wouldn’t have a grandson from a blind woman like me. Yet, here I was, with the baby claimed by the two brothers. The tension between the two was obvious, understandably why they didn’t live together in the huge mansion. Before anyone could respond, Danny’s ice old voice chilled the entire room.

"No matter how far you go, if you've chosen the wrong path, you won't end up in the right place." "What are your plans for the future then? After leaving Park Group." "I want to go abroad." Because in this country, she felt it wouldn't be easy to completely hide the fact that she had given birth. Even if Liam didn't investigate, Sophia would surely have her followed for a while! Wendy thought for a moment and then nodded. "That might be the best plan. I've already talked to Jeff about it. Once you and Liam have the divorce certificate, you can marry him. Then, let him take you abroad to have the baby."

She hummed in approval, her feet implanted next to his body. “This was Dads and Tino’s favorite hiding spot.” He lightly chuckled at the emerging memory. “When you twins weren't born, dad always used to bring him here to get away from everything,” He paused tilting his head until his greens were aligned on the sky, “Dad always wanted babygirls, so whenever he came here he would always pray to the one who painted this beautiful view. And luckily you both were born. It was the best day of our lives,” Alfonso closed his eyes and inhaled a deep breath.