Novel & Cerita Grávida Fugitiva

I couldn’t just leave. They were sad when I didn’t go with them, but they left me a number, telling me: “Isabella, if you’re ever unhappy, or just miss us, call this number. We’ll come for you.” I never thought I’d dial that number, but here I am. They’re my only hope now. My adoptive family treated me well enough, but to them, keeping Vincent happy was always more important than helping me. … At eighth months pregnant, Rosa suddenly said she wanted to go to California, somewhere near the beach, to have her last two months of pregnancy.

I say, looking away from his face and heaving a sigh. Aeron's jaw tightens, and I feel the subtle shift in his body beneath me. But he still says nothing–a restraint that allows me to continue. "She escaped after some months," I say. "She and some others. They ran together, always hunted, and always looking over their shoulders." I swallow lightly, my gaze drifting for a moment before returning to his steady eyes. "She was already pregnant before she fled," I add. "But during the escape...she lost the baby."

A faint pang of regret lingered, why hadn't I done this sooner? I'd discarded my old SIM, bought a new one under a false name, and kept contact only with Bella. "Claire... you have no idea. Aaron's gone mad trying to find you," she said cautiously. "Some of his Capos got replaced for failing him... and Vivian? She's been sent abroad." "His temper's dangerous these days. Nobody dares slip up." I let a faint, almost imperceptible smile ghost across my face. "He's holding on to a love that exists only in his mind. The moment he sees it for what it really is, I'll no longer matter to him."

"I can't! I was finally trying to live my new life, and now this happens. She was on house arrest because she was pregnant, right? Where's the baby? Did she have some kind of miracle pregnancy that never ended? How did she escape supervision?" "It's complicated. She disappeared months ago. She used a miscarriage as an excuse to go to the hospital, then escaped from there. The pregnancy ended at that time. She has some criminal connections overseas, and it looks like those people came looking for her." "Then how did you find me? And how did you report the case?"

He spins him around, Charlie holding for dear life, grasping his little hands around Xion's head. Things had changed for Talia and me for the best. She was accepted into Harvard this year. She would be attending this upcoming sememster. Xion and I just celebrated three years of being married. We have never been happier. He travels on business a lot. But I don't mind. He has good men looking after him. Just like daddy and a few good ladies stay here with me. I'm four months pregnant with a baby girl. I'm calling her Amanda. Our baby girl.

Stowaway Chapter 37 Aiden's point of view Once I know the children have reached the safety of the helicopter I run back to help grit with the woman, I hear the pop of a riffle as Grit falls to his feet, clutching his leg, as he yells out. “Fuck, get her out of here Chaos." I pick up the frightened woman in my arms as I run to the chopper with her, I pass her over as one of the team as another reaches out a hand to me, I shake my head as the enemy gunfire gets closer and I yell.

He roared my name. His grip was so strong that my feet lifted off the ground. I could barely breathe. Just as I was about to pass out, he released me abruptly. I fell hard to the floor. Immediately, a tearing pain shot through my abdomen. Blood flowed slowly from between my legs, mixing with Madison's blood on the floor. I grabbed at Vincent's pant leg and begged with every ounce of strength I had left, "Call a doctor. I really am pregnant." "Pregnant?" Vincent laughed coldly and looked down at me from above. "Eloise, I think you've gone insane from how badly you want a child."

Afterwards, she followed Susan abroad. She made her suffer as much as she wanted, taking revenge for Santiago's rejection. She managed to hide her well throughout the pregnancy. She claimed to be a surrogate mother, then staged the whole suicide spectacle, and the rest was easy. The hospital where she had Susan confined, apart from not knowing her real name and origin, was full of heartless people. When she returned, she was carrying Isabella in her arms.

Bridgette hung her head and sighed. “I escaped from Bernard’s cells with the help of a few people who had worked for him. For five years I had stayed captive in his cells trying to figure out a way to escape. I did escape. I had to get my hands dirty in order to do it… but it wasn’t without consequence. With the help of a few maids… I managed to escape but not before I lost my baby…” She sighed. “One of the maids had been through something similar to myself and she had a little girl. She was three when I escaped… her and another maid, Athena, helped me disappear. The maid and her daughter came with me because the father, who works for Bernard, was abusive.”