The Expectant Father Audiobook Novels & Stories

I regarded him with a cold gaze and said, "This is the report the hospital issued after our first full-body checkup. I've worked so hard for so many years before finally getting pregnant. I did my best to give you the chance to be a father! "But since you didn't cherish it, then forget about it. Let's get divorced!"

His eyes were darker than I remembered, sharp with intelligence, not cruelty. He looked at me openly now. “Good morning,” he said. His voice was calm. Polite. Detached. I inclined my head. “Good morning.” A pause. “You are… my father’s wife,” he said, not as a question. “Yes.” Another pause. Longer. Something shifted in his expression,not desire, not yet, but uncertainty. As if reality had not aligned with expectation. “I did not realize he married so… recently.” Recently. As if time measured legitimacy.

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!

I was a lone boy who fell in love in his early twenties, with no one to look up to or even parents. I had just begun to navigate the world, juggling at most three part-time jobs until I met her mother. It was love at first sight. Without knowing how the world worked, my first love got pregnant. Nine months later, Zeila came into existence, but as I got a gift, one left. Since then, I took it upon myself that no matter what, I would never let Zeila, and I ended up failing as the father I had promised myself to be. I fisted my hand, sadness flowing through my entire body.

I glared at him in response. "Take that book from the table for me," I said, pointing to a book titled ‘All That Parents Need to Know’. Opening the first page, Alessandro looked carefully at it, just as intrigued as I was. I could see the curiosity in his eyes as he flipped through the pages. ‘Everything You Have to Know About the Development of the Baby from the First Month to the Ninth Month of Pregnancy’. I stared at Alessandro, and he was already ahead of me in reading. I knew he was going to be a good dad, and I couldn’t wait to spend all my years with him.

"I know we may have gotten off on the wrong foot, sir, but I care deeply about your daughter. She's everything to me. I want you to know that I will do everything in my power to protect her." My father's lips curled into a slight smile. "I can see that. I was skeptical at first, still am, to be honest. But if she trusts you, I can learn to." I took a deep breath, my fingers brushing over my belly as if they knew what I was about to say. "Dad, there's something else." His eyes narrowed slightly in curiosity. I reached for Kaelon's hand and laced our fingers together. "I'm pregnant." The words hung in the air, soft but heavy.

As soon as we arrived, Bryce was startled by the sight of a room full of men with big bellies. He whispered to me, "Linny, who exactly does your dad treat? These men all look so strange. They look like they're pregnant." They didn't just look pregnant—these men were indeed pregnant. My father was a renowned gynecologist in our seahorse community. Not only could he give birth himself and deliver babies, but he could also solve infertility issues. I didn't say anything and led Bryce into my dad's office. Soon, my dad said, "The baby is developing well."

I open it, it’s a book of exercises I can do for a safe pregnancy. Jerk: I read this. We should do them together. Me: We? Jerk: Yes. I’ve read that there are ways fathers can bond with their unborn children, and this could be one of them. I smile secretly at that. He’s eager and open to becoming a father. I didn’t expect this from him. Me: Welcoming fatherhood, I see. Jerk: I’m ecstatic, baby!

“You're going to be such a good dad.” That night, I woke up at 2 AM needing to pee—another fun pregnancy symptom nobody warns you about. When I came back from the bathroom, Christian was sitting up in bed with the lamp on, reading. I moved closer and saw the book title: “The Expectant Father's Guide to Pregnancy and Beyond.” He had a highlighter. He'd marked passages. There were sticky notes. “Christian?” He jumped slightly, caught. “You're awake.” “What are you reading?” I sat beside him, trying not to smile.

"Hey, buddy! Is your wife here to give birth too?" Lambert didn't respond, but the man continued, "Man, it's tough being the only one around to take care of your wife! Trust me, looking after a new mom is no easy feat. You seem a bit inexperienced, am I right? Let me give you some tips. After all, it's not every day we get to meet like this..." Ignoring Lambert's reserved demeanor, the enthusiastic new dad shared his limited experience, even exchanging phone numbers with Lambert. Strangely enough, Lambert found himself warming to the man, grateful for the advice on how to care for a pregnant partner.