He Shared My Pregnancy Pics — I Ended His Bloodline — Novel

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Layla Brooks thought she had found safety in Adrian Scott, the one who pulled her back from the brink of despair after a devastating betrayal. But as the weight of their shared past crashes back into her life, she discovers that trust was nothing but a fragile illusion. When a simple pregnancy announcement spirals into a web of deceit, betrayal, and long-buried secrets, Layla must confront the truth about Adrian—his charming facade hiding a darker reality.

With every message that lights up her screen, the stakes grow higher. As she grapples with the emotional fallout of an unplanned pregnancy and the haunting memories of the rumors that shattered her college years, Layla is forced to question everything. Can she reclaim her life from the ashes of her past? Or will the ties that bind her to Adrian drag her down into despair once more?

Caught between the pursuit of healing and the pull of a love laced with manipulation, Layla stands at a crossroads. Will she break free from the shackles of betrayal, or will she find herself caught in a cycle of pain? In a world where every decision feels like a gamble, Layla must find her strength—before it’s too late.

He Shared My Pregnancy Pics — I Ended His BloodlineChapter 1

The day I found out I was unexpectedly pregnant, I told Adrian Scott right away.

He immediately snapped a photo of my baby bump.

The next day, I saw that photo posted in his private buddies’ group chat.

“Damn, Adrian, you’re the man! This woman’s only been with you a year and she’s already letting you go in without protection.”

“Big deal, Layla was never a virgin anyway.”

“By the way, Adrian, when are you gonna tell her you were the one who drugged and took her first time back then?”

Adrian took a moment before replying:

“No rush. Bella’s not done having her fun yet.”

I didn’t argue or confront him.

Instead, I quietly booked an appointment for an abortion and reserved a plane ticket overseas.

Later, on the day he caught me going in for the procedure, he dropped to his knees, eyes red.

“Layla, please… give me one more chance, okay?”

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Messages on my laptop kept rolling in.

I stood frozen in place, my whole body rigid, my hands scratching my skin uncontrollably.

Adrian had no idea his phone messages were synced to my computer.

The chat continued: