All Chapters of Pregnant by my ex's dad: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As I closed the book, the weight of my emotions hit me like a ton of bricks. I had poured my heart out onto those pages, writing about the situation that had been plaguing me for weeks. The words had flowed effortlessly, a testament to the turmoil that churned within me. But now, as the clock struck 9 pm, exhaustion washed over me like a cold wave.I felt like I was drowning in a sea of loneliness and stress. My mind raced with thoughts of the future, of the tiny life growing inside me. My unborn baby, already a month old, seemed to sense my distress, kicking and squirming in protest. I placed a gentle hand on my belly, whispering words of comfort."Baby, I will take care of you," I promised, tears streaming down my face. "I will be strong for you, no matter what."As I lay down, the darkness closed in around me, and I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of my responsibilities. But even in the midst of that overwhelming fear, I knew I had to keep moving forward. For my baby's

As I lay in bed, my hand instinctively went to my stomach, feeling the slight swell that had begun to appear. Three months pregnant, and the reality of my situation was starting to sink in. I couldn't help but think of Doctor John's words, his promise to be a great father and a good husband.At the time, I had dismissed it as a manipulative tactic, but now, as I felt the first flutters of life within me, I couldn't help but wonder if I had been too hasty. Would it be so bad to have him in our lives? To give my child a father, no matter how imperfect?The questions swirled in my mind like a maelstrom, each one a tiny pinprick of doubt. I thought of all the times I had vowed to never let him near me or my child, but now, as the reality of single motherhood loomed before me, I wasn't so sure.I tossed and turned, my mind racing with thoughts of the future. What would happen when my child asked about their father? What would I say? The truth - that their father was a manipulative liar who

I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows and illuminating the room. I stretched and yawned, realizing that Doctor John was not beside me. I got out of bed and made my way to the sitting room, where I found him busy in the kitchen, cooking up a storm."Good morning," he said, smiling at me as he expertly flipped an omelette. "Come eat breakfast, and then we'll get you dressed and ready for our trip to the hospital."I smiled, feeling grateful for his care and concern. "Thank you, Doctor John," I said, taking a seat at the table. "You're really going above and beyond for me."He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "That's what friends are for, Mirabel," he said. "Now, let's get you fueled up for the day ahead."We sat down to a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, and fresh fruit, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. It was nice to have someone to take care of me for a change, someone w

As I watched myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in my body. I was getting heavier, my belly growing rounder with each passing day. I was only a few months pregnant, but it felt like an eternity since I'd found out the news.The sound of voices downstairs broke the silence in the room. I recognized Andrew's voice, my ex-boyfriend, and Aliana's voice. They were talking about something, but I couldn't quite make out what it was.I felt a pang of jealousy as I listened to them. Why were they having a conversation about me? I looked curious But as the voices grew louder and more animated, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Was Andrew telling his dad about our breakup? Was Aliana sharing some juicy gossip with him? I found myself wishing I could be a fly on the wall and hear what they were talking about.As the voices faded away, I turned back to the mirror and stared at my reflection. I was growing, changing, and I couldn't help but feel a sense

It was around 9am in the morning I woke up and couldn't find John beside me, he was already downstairs with the maid.I stood up from the bed and walked downstairs to himAs I descended the stairs, the sound of my footsteps echoed through the hallway. I was still trying to shake off the sleep, my mind foggy and my eyes heavy. But as I entered the kitchen, I was greeted by the sight of John standing by the counter, chatting with a woman I had never seen before."Hi, you're awake," he said, turning to me with a smile as he kissed me good morning.But my attention was fixed on the woman standing beside him. She was dressed in a crisp black and white uniform, her hair tied back in a neat bun. She looked efficient and professional, but there was something about her that made me uneasy."Who is she?" I asked John, my voice laced with a hint of suspicion.John looked back at me, his expression innocent. "Well, she is the new maid hired by Aliana. She just resumed today."My head suddenly hur