The Baby Isnt Yours Manhwa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Ms. Hart, the terms of the contract are very simple. Did you go through them with your lawyer? I suppose you did not.” “Are you saying that I cannot read? That I misinterpreted the portion where you’re planning to take my baby away from me the minute it's born?” “Ms. Hart,” he paused, “can I call you Elizabeh?” “You most definitely cannot!” I scream in reply. I can feel my baby reacting to my tension, so I try to calm myself down. “Why would you even suggest I give my child up?” “If you've read the contract well, you will find that you will be handsomely rewarded. A woman in your station can do a lot with that money.”

"Like a baby? A real baby?" "Yes, a real baby." "You're forty-two!" "I'm aware." "You're old!" "Also aware." She stood up. Started pacing the kitchen. "This is crazy. This is insane. You can't have a baby. You're my parents. You're supposed to be done with babies." "We thought we were done too. But sometimes life surprises you." She stopped pacing. Stared at me. Then at Louis. Then back at me. "A baby brother or sister?" "We don't know yet. Too early to tell."

Amelia sighed frustratedly. She reached for his wristwatch on the table and looked at it for a while. She still remembered how he accused her of stealing his wristwatch. “Okay, you are right. This is my wristwatch and there is no other way of explaining how you managed to obtain it, except stealing it from me. I might have had sex with you, but the child you are carrying isn't mine!” this was what he said. Amelia chuckled as his statement replayed in her head over and all over again. She was really trying so hard not to curse him, as science proved that unborn babies could actually hear everything.

I finally got pregnant, and you had to ruin it, didn't you? [If anything happens to my baby, can you afford to pay for it? Are you going to pay with your life?] I stared at her text, and whatever restraint I had left finally snapped. I hit record and sent a voice message into the group, my tone cold and steady. "Pay with my life? Pay you back for what, the crap you're carrying?"

I inquired, enchanted by the baby's warm brown eyes. "Carl," Jessica whispered. "Carl," I breathed and the baby reached up to touch my nose. "Does he not have parents?" I asked. "Of course, he does not. That is why it is called a motherless babies home, you dumbo," Makena's scathing comment hit me.

Ha, Rymalene and him were so much alike. That gesture was making me sad if ever I get negative result. I was wishing for the positive red marks. Sorry for being selfish, Sean. But I just wanted to surprise you, in case there’s really a baby. “Sena, let's make a baby.” @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank you so much!

I continued, "If you have his child, what am I supposed to tell my parents? And when that child grows up and wants to find his mother, what are you going to say then?" My voice turned colder. "If I give in today, are you going to expect me to play along while you live between two families?" "Daniel…" Vanessa sighed, reaching for my hand again. "I know this is unfair to you, but it won't be like that. It's just this once. I'm only giving him a child. There won't be anything more after that." She looked at me with pleading eyes. "Can you help me keep this from your parents? Logan is my best friend, and he's your friend too. I know you'll understand."

His words reminded her of her new identity which she did not choose of her own wish. A Baby Carrier ****************************************** I hope you will like this book of mine. If you like it please don't forget to like and I will upload some part of it soon till you comment and tell me are you excited about this book???

Her nails dug into my stomach through my coat. "Our employer is very interested in this child. Interested enough to pay us a fortune to bring it to him. Unfortunately, he didn't specify whether you needed to be alive for the delivery." No. No, no, no. "The baby's not yours to take!" I screamed, clawing at her hand around my throat. "Actually," the thin vampire said, stepping closer, "the baby isn't yours either. It belongs to Lucian Aion. And since he just publicly rejected you, that makes this child... unclaimed property."

I snarl before I can stop myself. “You can’t guarantee that!” “Answer me this.” I grip her chin, force her eyes to mine. “Is the baby part of you?” She nods, wary. “Is the baby yours?” “Yes, so what?” “Then it’s my baby.” She sighs like I’m the dumbest, most stubborn man alive. “That’s not how it works, Echo.” “In my world it does,” I growl. “If the baby is part of you, it’s mine. You’re mine. End of fucking discussion.”