บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

EMILY’S POVEverything looks perfect. I made chicken, garlic butter vegetables, mashed potatoes and other things I know Carlos will love. My hands can’t seem to stop trembling as I arrange the table. I smooth down the linen napkins for the third time, adjust the candles, and glance at the clock. Carlos’s flight landed two hours ago, and he should be walking through that door any minute now.I inhale deeply, trying my best to calm myself. Yesterday, when the doctor said the words, “You’re pregnant,” I’d sat frozen for a moment, blinking back tears of disbelief and joy. It must have happened during that night—the one time Carlos had let his guard down. The night he had been drunk. It was the first time we had sex.For a year, I’ve dreamed of moments like this. A family with Carlos. A real chance at love. Maybe...just maybe, this news will be the start of something beautiful between us. This marriage started as a contract but I hope the news of my pregnancy will make Carlos realize that

EMILY’S POVThe kettle whistles on the stove as I sit across from my grandmother at her small kitchen table. I just had to see her. Her presence is the only thing that can calm me down in this moment. I’ve always found solace in this house—the way it smells, the way the sunlight filters through the lace curtains and the way her cute little snacks taste. But today, even this place can’t stop the sadness I feel.“Emily,” my grandmother says softly, setting a plate of cookies on the table. “You’ve been staring at the same spot for minutes now. What’s wrong, darling?”I force a smile, though it feels like my face might crack from the effort. “Nothing’s wrong, Nana. Just a lot on my mind, that’s all.”She tilts her head, studying me with those intense eyes of hers. “You’re not a good liar, sweetheart. Never have been. Now, tell me. What’s troubling you?”I take the cup of tea she pours for me and wrap my hands around it. For a moment, I’m tempted to tell her everything—to lay it all out an

It’s late afternoon when I find myself sitting in my grandmother’s cozy living room again. Today is Carlos’ birthday and I’m sure he’ll be spending it with Lina. Where else will he spend it? definitely, not with me. "You've been coming here a lot lately," she says as she looks at me "Not that I don’t enjoy your company, but it’s unlike you. Has something happened?"For a moment, I pause. Trust my grandma to always see through me.I force a smile and shake my head. "Nothing’s happened, Grandma. I just miss being here with you."I wonder if she notices I’m lying. I don’t tell her about the nausea that disturbs me due to the pregnancy or the fact that I’ve barely eaten since yesterday. I don’t tell her how the mere thought of being alone in that cold, empty house feels unbearable right now.We settle into our game, and for a while, the world feels smaller, simpler—just me and her and a deck of cards. Being with her always makes me feel better."You’re terrible at this," she teases with

EMILY’S POVI sit anxiously on the examination table. My heart is pounding against my ribs as I clutch my phone. Carlos had stepped out to pick up more of the prescribed medicine, leaving me with a small window of time. Without hesitation, I quickly text Helen.Emily: Come to the examination room. Now. Urgent.A few minutes later, Helen rushes in. Her expression is laced with concern. As soon as I see her, I exhale in relief and pull her into a tight hug."Okay, spill," she says, pulling back to look me over. "What’s the big fuss about?"I hesitate. The nerves are still twisting in my stomach. I bite my lip, knowing there’s no way around it. I have to tell her."Helen... I’m pregnant."Her eyes widen in shock before a squeal escapes her lips. She jumps up and down in excitement, grabbing my hands and squeezing them tightly. "Oh my god! Emily, that’s amazing! I can’t believe it!""Shhh!" I hiss, looking toward the door in panic. "Please, Helen, keep it down."She presses a hand over her

EMILY’S POVI look up to see the person who came all of a sudden to block this stranger’s path. Justin.I’m surprised to see him. Justin is Carlos’ best friend. What’s he doing here?I freeze as I look at him. My grip tightens around my spoon. His expression is nothing like the friendly Justin I know. His usually calm demeanor is replaced with a look of barely contained anger. His eyes flick between me and the man."Emily," he says in a hard tone. "What the hell do you think you’re doing?"I blink at him, confused. "Excuse me?"Justin crosses his arms. From the look in his eyes, I could tell he was judging me…hard. "How could you sit here and have dinner with another man?” he says.“What do you mean?” I say in confusion “What are you even doing here?”“I came here to get lunch for myself. To my surprise, I saw you sitting with this guy over here. How could you do this? You’re here having fun while Carlos has been drowning himself in alcohol for days because of you. Don’t you feel gu