A...Shayla’s Sudden Stomach Pain! Iman Races Her to the Hospital , But Is This Actually GOOD News?! 😱

It was supposed to be an ordinary evening. The sky outside was calm, the house quiet — until a sudden cry broke the silence.

“Ahh—Iman!” Shayla’s voice echoed through the hallway.

Iman rushed from the living room, panic spreading across his face as he found Shayla doubled over, clutching her stomach in pain. Her skin had gone pale, sweat forming on her forehead.

“What happened? Shayla, talk to me!” he shouted, kneeling beside her.

“It hurts, Iman… it’s so bad,” she managed to whisper, her voice trembling.

Without hesitation, Iman lifted her into his arms and rushed to the car. The night air was cool, but his heart was burning with fear. The drive to the hospital felt endless — every red light, every second ticking by only made him more desperate.

“Hold on, Shayla. Please, just hold on,” he repeated over and over, as if saying it could make the pain go away.

At the hospital, nurses took Shayla inside immediately. Iman was left pacing the hallway, his mind racing with every horrible possibility. He thought about their arguments, their stress, everything they’d gone through in the past few months. What if this was his fault?

After what felt like forever, the doctor finally stepped out.

“Mr. Iman?”

Iman almost ran toward him. “Is she okay?”

The doctor smiled softly. “She’s stable now. The pain was likely caused by exhaustion and stress. But… there’s something else.”

Iman’s heart skipped a beat. “Something else?”

The doctor nodded. “Congratulations, Mr. Iman. Shayla is pregnant.”

Iman froze. For a moment, the world around him went silent. “Pregnant?” he whispered, as the realization sank in. His fear slowly turned into disbelief… then something deeper — hope.

He rushed into Shayla’s room. She looked weak but calm now, resting on the hospital bed. Her eyes fluttered open when she saw him.

“Iman?” she murmured softly.

He sat beside her, taking her hand in his. “You scared me to death,” he said with a shaky smile.

Tears welled in her eyes. “I thought I was dying,” she whispered.

Iman squeezed her hand gently. “You’re not dying, Shayla. You’re… you’re giving life.”

Her eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

“You’re pregnant,” he said, his voice barely more than a whisper.

For a moment, Shayla didn’t move. Then a single tear rolled down her cheek — but it wasn’t from pain this time. “Pregnant?” she repeated, almost in disbelief. “Iman… are you serious?”

He nodded, smiling through his own tears. “We’re going to be parents.”

Shayla covered her mouth with her hands, overwhelmed. But behind her joy, there was a flicker of fear. Because deep down, she knew this news wouldn’t stay peaceful for long.

When Amber and Anthony heard about it the next day, the tension exploded. Amber, who had her own complicated history with Iman, was furious — and Anthony, who still carried feelings for Shayla, couldn’t believe it.

“Pregnant? With his child?” Amber shouted in disbelief. “She’s doing this to get attention again!”

Anthony frowned, slamming his hand on the table. “No… Shayla wouldn’t lie about something like this. But if it’s true, everything changes.”

Meanwhile, Iman stayed by Shayla’s side at the hospital. For once, he didn’t care about the drama outside — not about Amber, not about the rumors, not even about the whispers already spreading online.

All that mattered was the woman lying in that hospital bed — and the tiny heartbeat that had just changed both of their lives forever.

But the peace wouldn’t last long. Because somewhere in the shadows, a message was being typed — a message that would expose a secret about Shayla’s pregnancy… one that could destroy everything they just started to rebuild. 😱