The Day I Miscarried He Demanded A Paternity Test Novels & Stories

Unexpectedly, Zackary agreed. I was so disappointed in him that I returned to my parent’s home after the test. The result would come out in three days. Zackary and I agreed to go to the hospital together. If the child was his, he would apologize to me. If it was not, he would divorce me, and I must leave the house. In these three days, Zackary had not contacted me. I was so sad that I told my mother, Kiersten, that when the result came out, I would abort the baby and divorce him.

I didn't know what to think again, I felt extremely bad by the way he was treating me but there was nothing I could do. I laid there on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and immersed into my problems. I heard Charles ask softly, “ What's wrong with her?” It took the doctor an extremely long time before he said, “ A miscarriage.. she had a miscarriage.” ‘ what?’ I yelled from my position on his laps. The door was bursted open and Gideon yelled, “ And who was the father of that bastard?” “Pak.” " How could you? What has come over you? Stop it."

I never thought about forcing him to be a father if that was not what he wanted. "You misunderstood, Evelyn. He was the one who took you to the doctor, but the one who messed with your medicine was his mother. He was unaware of it. When he learned about the truth, he became so devastated that he wanted to hurt himself. "His pain worsened when he learned that you almost died from the blood loss arising from the miscarriage. He acted as though he had gone insane. Every night, he'd go to the road where you had the accident, and he'd sit there. Every visit lasted at least an entire day.

I didn't let him say anything else, I got up and left and left him there looking at me and alone, I didn't even bother to look back. I made it very clear that without the paternity test we have nothing to talk about, I'm just following what he demanded back there, he insisted on an exam, and now I'm the one who wants it, I have no doubts.

Mandy asks. "Mandy how could someone be so heartless, if he didn't even love me or care about me at least he could have showed compassion for his child, but he just decided to sell it.." tears rolled down my cheeks again as Mandy got up pulling me into a hug. "Don't think about that dickhead you'll be giving him the satisfaction that he broke you or the thought that he owns you, it's all in the past... " I pushed Mandy gently away from me. "I don't get it, I had the miscarriage months before i decided to leave, all of the days I spent with him, why is it now his family wants me? " I asked.

“Father—” “Do not call me that!” he hissed, slamming his hand on the table. “Do not forget that you are an illegitimate child. I gave you a roof over your head after the death of your mother and provided you with everything, and yet you still let me down. I will not be helping you. Leave this instant, and never show me this disrespect again.” “Please, I can't live without Damien. I need him,” I pleaded. “You’re such a fool,” he said coldly. “Always acting so innocent, always trusting others. Do you know that on the night you had your miscarriage, your husband was with the same mistress? He spent the entire night with her.”

Just four days ago, he and Granny had questioned me, their anger and disappointment palpable. Dad had even taken me to the hospital, urging me to consider an abortion. "You're too young my baby, a college freshman," he'd said. "I don't want your bright future cut short." Granny had vehemently opposed the idea, but Dad had persisted. However, at the hospital, the doctor revealed a shocking truth. He said that my body was uniquely challenging to get pregnant, and if I miscarried, I might never conceive again. After a torturous mental struggle, I decided to keep the child.

I was disgusted with myself. I sat on my bed with a variety of thoughts running through my head a mile a minute. Today was the day of the revelation. After being asked by his alpha, the doctor had promised to deliver the result of the paternity test himself. It wasn't a personal matter anymore; it was a pack matter.

Who would've thought that an explicit photo was enough to scare her into having a miscarriage? "I've got nothing to say to you. You're the one who couldn't take good care of yourself. It's a good thing the baby's gone anyway. At least I don't have to bother arranging for a paternity test." "You're so heartless," Kiara texted back. Scoffing, Jonathan replied, "Me? Heartless? I couldn't possibly compare to your beloved Ty. It's only been a few days since your miscarriage, and he has already rushed abroad to win back another woman.

“Do you know how this makes me look? I’m a Huntley, and I can’t even get an heir because my wife is broken!” His words cut deeper than any slap. Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall, not in front of him. “I didn’t ask for this,” I said quietly. “No, but you signed up for it. You think love is enough in this world? I need a son, Lena. A future, a legacy and you’ve given me nothing!” He threw the test strip on the floor and stormed out. I had dropped to my knees, staring at the shattered plastic, wondering when it had all gone so wrong.