The Secret Midwife Novels & Stories

she said, taking me in her arms, “But…Mason can’t find out you’re pregnant now. You need more time.” I knew she was right. It was too close to the last time I fucked Jayce. I’d have to make sure to hide it until there could be no doubt in Mason’s mind that it was his. We had to keep it a secret until I could sleep with Mason again. Ugh, my stomach churned in disgust at the thought. If I could hide it for a week or two and then reveal the big surprise, I could line up the timing perfectly.

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

"So who is the widow? You haven't forgotten, you and Natalie are getting married soon." "I didn't forget her, she was just a woman who worked as my secretary and I only helped her. The gossip is too much," said Dave, sipping the champagne that France's maid had prepared earlier. "Is it true?" France glared at Dave. "I don't like something interfering with my plans." Dave smiled mysteriously. "Good, don't let our plans be ruined and I don't want to give stock to treason." France smiled sarcastically while sipping her drink which Dave responded casually.

“If you need anything, just ask. I remember my first time—I was terrified.” “Being terrified is not my thing,” Linda replied with a dry smile. “But thanks for the tip.” The youngster blinked, confused, then followed her gaze to the witchy-looking beautiful woman at the head of the table. “By the way, Marianne is not her real name,” he whispered reverently. “She’s the Venerable Mistress of the Mask. And I think she is beautiful.” The lanky guy produced a heavy sigh. Linda shrugged: “Must be the hat.”

"Stay back!" Serenity grabbed a heavy crystal vase from the table. Her hands were slippery with sweat. The figure in the doorway didn't stop. He stepped into the room, lightning illuminating a silver surgical mask and a case of medical instruments. "My name is Project Midwife," the man said mechanically. "Please assume a supine position. I need to extract the specimen immediately. The Master requires the umbilical cord intact." "Specimen?" Serenity snarled. "It's a baby!"

Seeing the misunderstanding and wanting- no needing- to keep it from escalating, he added, "Haven't added another secretary since you left. Finbarr does everything around here. My only secretary is you." Isabella remembered those three years she had worked as his secretary and narrowed her eyes, "Couldn't possibly be easy to report to you about your girlfriends and such." "There aren't any girlfriends, Isabella." "Hmm." "Bella…" but whatever he had to say was interrupted by the woman who had knocked, irritating Ronan. Why was he being disturbed at such a time? Seeing his frustration, Isabella shook her head, "Let Maeve come in. I'll hide." Ronan wrinkled his brows, "Hide? What for? You said

Brandy immediately covered me, holding out a tissue as I dabbed my eyes. “Sorry, it’s the hormones” I said, laughing and still tearing up and then I froze, eyes wide. Our eyes locked then mine widened even more as I realized she hadn’t caught on but from my shock, she realized what I meant. I watched the happiness bloom. “Bestie’s secret,” I said, holding out my pinkie, she quickly hooked hers. “No one knows, I haven’t even told my parents, we plan to tell everyone after we know the sex next week. Please don’t say anything, not even to your husband,”

Instantly, she walked to the doctor's door and knocked. "What does he want to do with the register?" She asked herself while waiting for him to answer her. When she got none, she knocked again and waited anxiously. "The Medical Director wishes to see you, Midwife," the MD's secretary informed her. Not knowing his reasons for wanting to see her, she answered her, "I got it," and followed her immediately.

" During the birthing process of the woman you are about to assist, I'll be waiting by the window at the rear of the room. Simply pass me over to the firstborn pup. Don't worry, my scent won't alert anyone." The midwife is shocked by the audacious offer, but as she prepares to decline it, she sees the hardness in the other woman's eyes. An evil glow shoots out, causing her legs to falter. “This is your only option for survival, at least if you value your life,” it sounded croaky, like a witch. The midwife grabs the suitcase and bobs her head in terror. “Above all, don't try any stunts. I am well-equipped to handle in case you act foolishly and take unnecessary risks."