Escape While Pregnant の小説・ストーリー

“Sorry to call so late, but I realized I forgot to emphasize something at your appointment.” My cheeks burned, Alex still kneeling between my thighs, scowling like the devil himself. “What is it?” I asked, voice shaky. “Orgasms,” she said briskly. “No matter how they happen—penetration, oral, toys—don’t risk it right now. They put pressure on your abdomen and the baby. You need rest, not contractions this early.” I choked. “Oh—uh—right.” Alex’s eyes widened, his mouth dropping open in outrage.

“Miss Walter is showing signs of miscarriage. We’re doing everything we can. It… shouldn’t be happening like this.” The air left my lungs. I grabbed the doctor by the collar before I could think. “What the hell did you just say?” My voice shook with rage. “Miscarriage?” “Signs of miscarriage,” he said quickly. “But if we’re not extremely careful, she could lose the baby. The situation is… unusual. She’s already five months pregnant. At that stage, she shouldn’t typically show signs like—Maybe it was because of the unusually tight Spanx she’d worn?”

(Natasha) Dr. Evans walks back into my hospital room, with Chase right behind him, looking angry and tense, his jaw locked tight. No sign of Sonia and Nathanial. I would have liked to thank Nathaniel for getting me to the hospital so fast, but I’m happy to not have to deal with Sonia. "We need to be very clear about the risks," the doctor says, looking back and forth between Chase and me. “Any severe emotional shock or physical exhaustion could easily trigger premature labor. You must avoid stress completely. This is not a suggestion. It is a strict medical necessity."

Sensing trouble, Camilla tried to flee, but I grabbed her firmly. "I warned you last time, yet you dared to come back. I won't let you off this time!" She immediately panicked, and the nearby elderly women quickly stepped in, holding her down and surrounding her. Camilla grew visibly frightened while Lisa was rushed to the hospital. At seven months pregnant, Lisa delivered prematurely. Her baby was sent to the incubator, but she could not afford the expenses. The apartment she lived in was only a rental, and her plan to leverage the situation for internet fame had utterly backfired. My decisive evidence and videos shattered their schemes.

Having a perfect husband like Alexander and now expecting a child, what more happiness could Casandra seek when Alexander had given her everything? Now, she just had to wait for Alexander to truly separate from Cesilia, so there would be no more fear of him leaving her. "In the first trimester of pregnancy, nausea and dizziness are common. But you must ensure that Ms. Casandra eats enough and takes her vitamins as well. So that the fetus in her womb can receive sufficient nutrients. I also want to remind you that the fetus is vulnerable to miscarriage if the mother is under stress. Please take good care of Ms. Casandra if Alexander really wants to have a child," the doctor's words were sharp

“We are going to attack tonight. Elm and Ash will be here with Poppy.” “Take care of yourself and Zephyr, alright?” Said the beautiful woman with a sleepy voice. We kiss for a while and I let her go back to sleep, lethargic is one of the early symptoms of pregnancy in my kin, as the mother needs all the strength later on to give birth to a healthy pup.” When I go to the lounge room, Elm was on the phone, while Zephyr and Azolla Supreme go into technical once again. The man looks at me and asks me to go to his seat.

“ADVANCE!” Einille screeched. Vale lost count of how much Einille yelled that word. They never stopped walking and passed by to the hikers in front of them, which they would give way for them to go through. While the elevation went high, the oxygen runs low. They had to make a breathing technique by deeply inhaling and exhaling through their mouth Vale could see that Einille was tired, but she never complained. She held bottled water, and they only stopped for a few minutes to refill from the water source.

I am a big mess. Unable to block out Sophia’s voice, I open my phone’s browser to Google spotting, the possibility of young women spotting during pregnancy and I suck in a sharp breath at the information displayed in front of me. My eyes water, I shake my head and let my phone slip through my fingers, this is bullcrap. They are in collaboration with Sophia.

“What is it?” The doctor took a breath. “You’re pregnant.” The room tilted. Miranda didn’t react. Not outwardly. The word echoed in her head, hollow and unreal. Pregnant. The syllables bounced around, refusing to settle. “And,” the doctor added gently, “you’re hypertensive. Severely. Continuing this pregnancy poses significant risks to your life.” Her heart began to race. Mechanical panic. Controlled but relentless. “What are you saying?” she asked. “I’m advising an evacuation,” he said plainly. “For your safety.”

"We need to tell everyone. We need to celebrate. We need—" "We need to keep it quiet for a bit," I interrupted gently. "Just until I'm past the dangerous early stage. Elias said First Blood pregnancies can be complicated. I don't want to announce it and then..." I couldn't finish the sentence, but Ares understood. His expression sobered, and he pulled me close again. "Whatever you want," he murmured. "But I'm putting you on immediate bed rest. No training. No heavy lifting. No—" "Ares," I laughed. "I'm pregnant, not broken. I can still function."