Under The Oak Tree Maxi Miscarriage Novels & Stories

“H-Hunter? Why are you holding her phone? Where's Krysie?” His jaw clenched. “That kid… whose daughter is she?” “Give the phone to Krysie, Hunter. Please, I need to talk to her—” “Where are you now?” he asked. “Krysie's sleeping. Spit your location, Margaux.” “But—” But instead of letting her finish, he turned off the call and stood. He's still trembling. It can't be. The doctor said she had a miscarriage four years ago. It can't be…

Present Dr. Thompson examined Valerie, her expression sympathetic. "The miscarriage was traumatic, Valerie. Your body needs time to heal." Dominic burst in, his presence commanding attention. "When will she be ready to get pregnant?" he demanded, ignoring Valerie. Dr. Thompson hesitated. "Sir, her medical history is critical. After this miscarriage, her body isn't ready for another pregnancy. The chances are slim." Dominic's face darkened. He grabbed Dr. Thompson's collar, gun drawn.

"This didn't just happen to you, Emberly; I'm a part of this as well," "Well, I think this is a sign for us to end this. I was going to mull over it for a while, hoping I might get over it. But you are insistent upon talking now, so..." "Why are you doing this?" "I had a miscarriage, Derrick. I got pregnant because we were both being careless. We are Seniors in high school, and we are only eighteen. I don't want to end up getting pregnant again. We are both being given a second chance here, and I don't want to mess that up. We need to graduate, go to college, and date other people. Maybe someday after we take over the company, we can give this another try, but for now, this needs to end,"

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.

“A week and a half before the miscarriage, I went to see a doctor in another pack. I did not like Dr. Miller and I did not trust him, so whenever I could find an excuse to see someone else, I did. The doctor did a routine ultrasound and told me that Tyler did not have a heartbeat. I accused him of lying, and begged him to tell me that it was a mistake. He said that sometimes the pup can be positioned such that the machines cannot pick up heartbeats, but it was very very rare. He said that, more than likely, it was not a question of if I would miscarry Tyler; it was a question of when. He offered me a procedure to go ahead and remove Tyler from my womb that day, but I refused. I held on

A suffocating weight crushed my chest, choking off my air. I looked at Adrian silently, thinking about the irony of the situation. Beneath those nine trees rest our nine unborn children. Seeing my hopeless gaze made his breath hitch, his eyes clouding with something unreadable. He approached me and, in a rare moment of gentleness, said, "Peggy likes roses." I clenched my fists. "So you dug up our children just to make room for her?" Adrian grew irritated at my persistence. "Those nine kids were just part of your schemes, anyway! Peggy is pregnant now. Stop being difficult.

With trembling hands and a shaky voice, Elena replied, "I—I think you might be having a miscarriage, Alexa. We need to get you to the hospital right away!" Tears erupted from Alexa’s eyes as her heart thudded in disbelief and shock. She shook her head vehemently, refusing to believe it. "What? No, no, no! This can’t be happening. He’ll leave me if this occurs. Jordan will divorce me straightaway. This can’t happen, please. No. No. Please, not a miscarriage." Alexa cried out in anguish. "Enough, Alexa! This isn’t the time for this," Elena scolded, offering her support. "Just hold on to me!"

" I didn't have my period for the last six weeks. But I am certain I wasn't having a period! It's bleeding too much! What's going on?" Marquis swallows hard, trying to look around to find a suitable word, however, his eyes widen when someone enters... " You had a miscarriage! Oryx!" Mrs Turner enters with a plain and straight expression... " We performed Curette and the bleeding will stay 1.5 weeks to 2 weeks. But you will be discharged soon!" The silence is too heavy for Marquis that, he grips the edge of the bed and lowers his head. Oryx's eyes are fixated on her mother, with no expression, and no emotion available.

"The blood!, I was bleeding doctor? I thought I was having a..." "A miscarriage?" The doctor completed and she nodded. "Well, why you experienced Olivia, is what we call a semi miscarriage. Yeah, you did have a miscarriage and the baby's life was almost in danger,, Fortunately.. We found the foetus still alive, we did our best to revive it. I must say you're really lucky" Olivia just sighed. "But how can I get a miscarriage Doctor? I was totally fine last night. How is it possible for me to almost loose my baby?"

Finally, a worried young man spoke in a hoarse voice, “Miss, I’m Sunny’s husband. If there’s anything, just update me.” The nurse immediately cut to the chase and passed the document to Sunny’s husband. Pointing at one of the columns on the data, she answered in a low voice, “Based on our chemical report, Miss Parkfield’s miscarriage is not an accident. It’s highly probable that she has taken too much of XX medicine. If there is a need, you can ask Miss Parkfield exactly what happened after she wakes up.”