Romans & histoires The Day I Miscarried He Demanded A Paternity Test

His rough voice lowered into a deadly calm. "Even if I do, I am not staying with you." She stubbornly insisted. "Then what? You wanna go after another guy while you are still secretly in love with the father of your child?" He chuckled as if she had just sprouted a funny joke. Evan's eyes were dagger pointing at him."Don't even call yourself her father when you've done nothing to help raise her all these years! I almost had a miscarriage when I was seven months pregnant. I had to drag myself to the hospital to give birth to her. I almost died that day while you were busy getting pleasured by your bimbos!" She shouted as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Then he slowly entered me bare, I was feeling all of him making me sighed in delight. "I'll pull out if...you're not... on the pills..." he grunted his words in my ear with every thrusts. "I'm not, wait...you need to know this..." I pushed his chest back, and looked at him. "I had a miscarriage, when troy...then he took me...to a shady clinic and had the procedure done..." he was tense but hold himself back. "...the doctor said I might not be pregnant ever again. I haven't had myself checked...so, if you wanted brother and sister for Mable..." I hung my words, but his face was straight when he told me that he loves me no matter what.

Dari was heartbroken, this was the only family she knew after all, she grabbed her purse and left with tears streaming down her eyes this time she left without looking back. The Day for the result finally arrived, the night before that, Maxwell had been really troubled and unable to fall asleep, Doctor Thomas called him earlier that day to inform him the paternity test result was out. when he enquired about the outcome of the test, he had been unwilling to disclose the test result and had insisted that he should come to the office the next day, he was filled with Unanswered questions, he was never one for suspense. That morning, he took his bath and left for the office without breakfast. He

He was also he doctor that had catered for his sick mother after she was kicked out of the pack up until she was ready to leave for good. “Oh, then it will make things easier. I want to do a paternity test, and my parents can’t know about it that’s why I didn’t go to the genetic centre. ”Dianne said and Alaric was caught off guard. He hadn’t expected her to ask for a paternity test. He turned to Dianne, wondering if he had done anything to make her upset.

Tears began to stream down my face, as the thought of him being alone engulfed me. Ever since my died, he and Emily had been the only family I had. I couldn't imagine losing either of them. Just then, I got another email, this time, it was from Eros West. I tapped on it and scanned through. He was still insisting he wasn't sure my baby was his, and was demanding for a paternity test. My blood began to boil, I threw my phone at the wall opposite me, and burst into uncontrollable tears.

I fell to the ground, tears were not stopping from my eyes. "Please take your rejection back… please" I begged him in fear of losing Alice and my pup. There was a high chance of having a miscarriage in the early days of pregnancy. "Leave," He said with a poker expression. I look at him with devastated eyes. "I hate you and please never show your face again to me" He yelled. That's it… I didn't say anything after that nor try to explain anything to him. I wiped my tears and left the place. It was raining heavily outside and I was roaming on the road alone. I took out the pregnancy kit from my pocket which showed positive results.

I can taste myself on them. “We are just getting started baby.” He whispers and kisses me hard. “Do you have a condom?” “Nope. You want us to use one?” “After what….” “Hush!” He silences me and kisses me hard. “Don’t like using rubber with you. We do it raw and go to see the doctor tomorrow. That is if you don’t want to get pregnant.” “I want to.” I whisper. Maybe that’s the way I can move on from the miscarriage.

he asked again. I didn't care anymore and tried to find a loophole to keep my eating position safe even though my heart was still pounding hearing all the questions from him. Why does he want to know? What benefit does he get if he handles my affairs like this? "You must be very sad because of the miscarriage, losing your baby who hasn't even had the chance to see this world," he said. I wouldn't say I liked that one thing he said. My head looked up at him standing in front of me.

I hated that this slap had come so late. Ethan held his face, his smile frozen in place, but for once, he didn’t retaliate. He crouched down, trying to press his cheek against my stomach. I raised my hand and slapped him again. My palm burned red, but I felt nothing. “Was I not clear enough, or are you just not listening? “Our baby is gone. I had a miscarriage! “He was three months old—a fully formed fetus! But before he could see this world, you, his father, destroyed him!

I could only wonder why my husband would treat me that way. Yesterday, he suddenly got violent while we were making love at night. I had assumed that it was because of the stress at work or with his family. It had never occurred to me that he was worried that our child would become a hindrance for Jack Gunter. Only Jane Sullivan’s son could be the heir of the Gunter Group. It turned out that Julian had long planned out their future. I had thought that it was my body’s problem whenever I had excessive bleeding. I took many supplements but never considered that I may have had a miscarriage.