When She Left Pregnant Novels & Stories

She let out, misty-eyed. Seeing her that way hurt me. I released my grip on her hand and went back to my seat. "Why did you leave without a trace 5 years ago? Why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant?" I questioned, watching her move closer to me. She sat on the table in front of me and put a hand on my shoulder. "I had a trauma because of what transpired between us. I just needed to breathe a new air and start all over, leaving back all the traumatic experiences. It was when I got to Ghana that I found out I was pregnant with Emmanuel. It wasn't easy staying alone as a pregnant woman and nurturing him. However, I thank God for helping me till this point," She muttered, allowing tears t

She sighs and runs her hand over her face slowly, "I am pregnant, Zander and it's one of the reasons that I left." My heart skips a beat and I don't know if it is from surprise or fear, "I thought we were waiting though, I ask, before looking at her." "You wanted to wait, that wasn't what I wanted," she corrects, immediately. She probably wanted to leave all the while but decided to leave after she got pregnant and feared for how I'd react and what I would say. I wouldn't want to live with me if I was in her shoes. I see her eyes hard and marvel at her strength, and how much she had to take from a jerk of a husband like me. she's right, I never asked if she wanted to wait to start making bab

Sniffling, she continued in subdued tones. "I need you back, Nik." She whimpered. "Y... Your baby needs you. I never thought I'd feel so scared being pregnant. I wasn't even this scared when I left home that night. But I became scared yesterday, imagining having this child without you. I can't dear think of it. I'm... I'm pregnant for you. I didn't even have the chance to tell you before I was framed and...and forced to leave the house." She paused and wept more, bitterly.

"And when did she leave the country?" My question brought her down from her haze. "Oh. When she was about four months gone. She and Luna Isolde were always having issues, you know? The Luna never really liked her despite being pregnant with her grandchildren. Marta was exhausted and insisted on having the kids in a calmer environment with her mother. Alpha Jaris did not object." At four months, it was normal not to have a bump. So, if Marta wasn't pregnant, they wouldn't have any idea since she left at four months.

“ Our daughter, how is she?” She squeezed her eyes shut before chewing on her lips. “ Are you going to contend for her custody after this? You might win, go with the word…” her fingers crooked in the air. ‘’She left me when she was pregnant, and she is keeping me away from my kids” a chuckle ran out of her lips.

She knew that these rumors and sarcasm were inevitable since she had chosen to have a child out of wedlock. She had already mentally prepared herself for this. So, she continued to finish her work handover, packed her belongings, and went to the HR department to arrange her extended leave. As she left the office, Lisa took a deep breath and looked down at her still-flat belly. "You have to hang in there. Stay strong in Mommy's tummy for ten months, okay?" She hailed a taxi and headed to the local clinic to receive her daily injection. Along the way, as she watched the passing street view, Terry's face once again appeared in her mind.

She left me when she was four weeks pregnant. Four weeks. That would make her seven months pregnant now. Seven. My limbs feel weak. I grip the edge of my desk. She’s carrying my child. She never cheated on me. The baby in her stomach is mine. Mine. She left knowing she was pregnant with my child. “Fuck,” I whisper. I run my fingers through my hair, gripping hard enough to hurt. Why would she do that? Why would she leave without telling me? Why would she let me believe—

Those two documents were a mate bond dissolution spell scroll and Clara's medical records. Every word on the medical records burned like a red-hot branding iron, searing my eyes until I could barely look at them a second longer. [Due to excessive blood draw, the patient went into shock and miscarried a seven-week-old pup.] I could hardly believe my own eyes. Pup... Miscarried... Clara had been carrying my pup too? A pup that had been quietly growing without my knowledge, only to be killed by my own hand.

Could I trust her with the secret that had defined my entire life since I left? “I had a child,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes widened, and she stared at me in shock. “What?” she said, her voice shaking. “I was pregnant when I left,” I said, tears streaming down my face. “That’s why I couldn’t stay. I couldn’t let you control my life anymore. I had to leave, for my sake and for my baby’s sake.” She stared at me, her mouth opening and closing as if she couldn’t find the words. “You... you had a child?” she said finally, her voice barely audible.

Meera's voice broke and I looked at her my heart clenched in pain. "Two kids...?" I ask. I don't understand. "Yes sir...I was six months pregnant when I left the institution. I thought I would surprise you but you surprised me. My eyes widened. Meera was pregnant again and I left her . God, how fucking stupid I can be? She had to do it all alone. She had my baby. Our baby. "Our baby?" I whispered in a trembling voice my vision blurred. She nodded and I could literally feel my heart about to leaping out of my chest.