Was Blair Pregnant Novels & Stories

"First of all, congratulations. Your fiancée is pregnant—she's three and a half weeks along. However, due to inadequate nutrition and extreme fatigue, she fainted." The doctor's words hit Andrew like a thunderbolt. His face paled as shock washed over him, leaving him speechless. Lambert, standing nearby, was equally stunned. His normally cold expression twisted with fury as he grabbed the doctor's collar. "What did you just say? Repeat that!" Startled, the doctor tried to pull away. "Sir, please calm down. Let go of me!" Andrew, standing beside them, remained silent, his gaze lowered. His reaction wasn't one of joy, but Lambert, too consumed by his own anger, didn't notice.

In the midst of the busy crowd, passing thru the corridor, waiting for their turn, waiting for the laboratory results, and sitting at the benches, Emilia was there munching on the fruits while waiting for Aiden's return. She glanced at Jacob sitting not far away from her, who's busy with his phone. "Jacob, was it?" Surprise with the sudden question, Jacob put down his phone and looked at Emilia. "Yes, that is right Miss Blanche." "Tell me. How did he know about me being pregnant and where I lived?"

"Her child?" Damon's jaw tightened. "He's sick." "And our child isn't?" Her voice cracked. For the first time, I could hear the fear underneath her anger. "The doctor told us he needs a blood transfusion, Damon. A blood transfusion. And while I'm standing there worrying about whether our child is going to make it, you're here carrying another woman's child." Damon looked away for a moment. "I didn't know." "You didn't know?" She stared at him in disbelief. "Of course you didn't. Because you were too busy here." She pointed at me. "If she was that good, why didn't you stay with her?"

“Wow, that’s a really nice name. How did you guys meet?” There was no way in hell I could tell her that all of this spun from a simple one night stand and the plan was to never see each other again before I suddenly found out I was pregnant with his child. It would probably break her heart more than anything. “We met at a bar a while back and that’s how we got to know each other.” I said, I didn’t essentially lie but then I knew I omitted a whole lot in that story. “That’s very great because like I said, he has never mentioned anyone at all over the years.” She said, “I was beginning to think I hadn’t done a good job at raising him and being a mother seeing how reserved he was with everybody

I went to the fridge to get Athena some water to clear her head off the wine she had earlier. Aubrey had stopped crying when I got to the sitting room. I dropped the cup of water on the table in front of Athena and pretended like I was going upstairs. “Now, tell me what happened.” Athena requested. “I am pregnant.” Aubrey broke the news and Athena’s jaw dropped. “You didn't mention that you were seeing any man to me.” Athena looked into her eyes and Aubrey burst into tears again. I entered the room, I could not stand Aubrey crying. I sat on the sofa and brought out the business card I safely tucked in my pockets. I dialed Jethro’s number and he picked up on the second ring.

Looking sharp I might add. Does she always look this good in corporate wears? I can’t remember. Kayla looks far better. Then I look at dad. “Dad. What is she doing here?” “She came to see me.” “That’s bullshit, you guys were never this close for her to come see you.” I am running out of patience because there’s something weird going on here. “I do not wish for you to find out like this, James.” He pauses and sniffles. “She’s carrying my child.”

"You looked much better last night." "You’re flirting with me," I accused. "Yes," he murmured. "You now have got my interest, beautiful lady." My legs wobbled. Grayson caught me, his hands firm on my waist. "You can’t," I breathed. "I’m married, I can not betray Jimmy!" His expression darkened. "Him?" He scoffed, stepping back. "Think about it, Lilith. I’ll be waiting for your answer." With that, he turned and walked away.

Belle York, my wife, was pregnant, but on our way back from getting the diagnosis, she said, “I have something to tell you. The baby is Harry’s. I also got a notice saying that my health won’t let me have another baby after this one.” When she saw my smile freeze, she took out a paternity test. Harry Grant, my brother-in-law, was indeed listed as the father. Her voice was eerily calm. “On the day you fell asleep at the back of the jeep with fever, we did it in the passenger seat, right where I’m sitting.” In an instant, I felt like I had fallen into the abyss. I opened my mouth, but it was like something was blocking my throat. As she spoke, Belle cast her eyes on her swollen belly,

I hate that talking to her about this makes me want to stay with him a little longer and pray that something holds up, that he will accept it when one day I confess to carrying his children. ...should I try it? "Blair, I'm pregnant." Her eyes fly open as the terracotta-coloured clutch bag that she is holding falls to the floor. "No. " It only takes one word from her for me to realise how far-fetched my ‘hope for us’ is. "No?" I ask as I face her fully. " No! Olivia! You can't be pregnant—not to them, and if you are, you can't keep it."

"I'm awake." He glanced at his card, then leaned in again. "So… the pregnancy rumor?" My fingers tightened in my lap. There it was, the landmine I'd been watching him walk toward since the segment began. I could deny it, deflect again, buy more time. But something in me was suddenly, deeply tired, tired of hiding, tired of my own life being handed around like entertainment. I lifted my chin. "Yes. I'm pregnant." The room went quiet. He blinked, he hadn't expected honesty, and that small crack in his composure was satisfying in a way I hadn't anticipated.