OMG! Sara’s Pregnancy Shocks Everyone—Mike’s Reaction Is Priceless! 🤯🔥 Natalie’s jealousy React!

Mike Youngquist was pleasantly seated in his rustic-style house as the sun started to set, throwing a golden glow across the great Washington countryside. Nestled among tall evergreen trees, his cabin had always been his haven—a place where he could escape the sounds of the outer world. But tonight, the world was about to crash in.

Mike sat on his worn-out leather couch, phone in hand, fixed on the screen. Not with anxiety, but with the exhilaration of revealing something that would permanently alter his life. His heart hammered with expectation.

Sarah Rose moved slightly next to him, laying her hands on her developing baby bump. Her flowing, silky garment complimented the fresh life growing inside her. She was clearly glowing—a warmth emanated from her as she softly stroked her tummy, her eyes full of affection and a trace of amusement at his uncertainty.

She turned to Mike, “Are you really going to sit there and stare at your phone all night?” she asked, gently prodding him.

Mike laughed and released a long breath. “This is a major turning point. I cannot go back once I publish this—the entire planet will know.”

Sarah grinned and leaned in closer. “And that’s a positive thing. We’re ready to start a family. You’re happy, I’m happy. Tell them.”

Looking at her, Mike felt warmth rising in his chest. Certainty about anything had never come naturally to him before. In his former relationships, there had always been uncertainty—questions and problems that seemed unworkable. But with Sarah, everything felt simple.

Looking back at his phone, he reread the caption he’d typed for what felt like the hundredth time:
Bombshell news, everyone! I’m going to be a dad! Overwhelmingly happy to welcome our new one into the world. Sarah and I are looking forward to this next phase of life! 🙌❤️ #Blessed #Fatherhood

He exhaled one last time and then deliberately tapped “Post.”

Laying down the phone, he felt a flood of relief. It was out there now. The world might say whatever it wanted, but nothing could make him feel differently.

Sarah, beaming, rested a hand on his. “See? That wasn’t so difficult.”

Mike pulled her near and grinned. “Nope, I wouldn’t change a thing.”

Meanwhile, curled on her couch in her poorly lit apartment, Natalie sipped a glass of wine. The city lights of Tampa glittered faintly beyond her window. After a hard day, she was lazily surfing Instagram, catching up on updates from friends, celebrities, and fellow 90 Day Fiancé cast members.

Her life had veered in many unanticipated directions. After divorcing Mike, she had planned to find someone better—someone who shared her vision for the future. But nothing seemed to go according to plan. She was still searching, still hoping.

Her thumb suddenly stopped. An image filled her screen—a post from Mike. Her heart skipped a beat as she fixed her gaze on the picture: Mike and a radiant woman, holding a very clear baby bump.

Breath seized in Natalie’s throat as she read the caption. Her hands shook slightly.
“I will be a dad.”

The words blurred together as a flood of emotions tore through her chest: surprise, hurt, and then rage. Her hands tightened around the phone as memories poured into her consciousness.
“I’m not ready for that kind of dedication. I’m not sure if I identify as a father. I just need more time,” he had once told her.

She had urged Mike toward starting a family. She had tried to make it work, battling through every challenge, persuading herself that he would eventually be ready.

And now? Now, he was playing the role of the ideal spouse—the loving, soon-to-be father. The man who was finally ready for the future he had denied her.

Rising from the couch, Natalie paced back and forth, her chest rising and falling with each deep breath. “There’s nothing real about this. It’s unfair,” her mind raced.

Should she text him? Ask him why? No. That kind of satisfaction wasn’t deserved. Instead, her anger bubbled over, and millions would see it.

She tapped the “Live” button. Her blue eyes blazed with emotion as her face filled the screen. Within seconds, thousands of viewers tuned in.

“So,” she started, her voice harsh and erratic, “Mike Youngquist is having a baby.”

The comments came fast:

• “OMG, what?!”
• “Wait, what’s happening?!”
• “Girl, spill the tea!”

Natalie let out a bitter laugh. “This is the same man who told me he wasn’t ready for a family. The same man who said I was asking for too much—stressing him out. And now, suddenly, he’s Father of the Year?”

More comments poured in, some cruel and others encouraging:

• “Sis, you dodged a bullet. Let him go!”
• “Sounds like someone’s still in love.”
• “She’s really out here pressed over her ex.”

Natalie’s face grew firm. Her voice quieted but dripped with venom. She leaned closer to the camera.

“Mike, I hope your blessing brings you happiness. But karma? Karma is watching.”

With that, she ended the livestream.

The apartment fell into a deafening silence. She pushed a hand to her brow and flung her phone onto the couch. The truth was plain: No matter how much she tried to convince herself she was over it, it still hurt.

Mike shook his head as he scrolled through his notifications, seeing videos of Natalie’s outburst circulating on social media. He groaned, rubbing the back of his neck.

He’d expected a reaction—but not this.

Sarah, who had been browsing next to him, let out a soft laugh. “Fascinating. She really went off.”

Mike sighed. “Definitely. But you know what? Let her.”

Sarah turned to observe his face. “You’re really not bothered by it?”

Mike turned and smiled gently at her. “Nope. I’m content—and that’s all that matters.”

Sarah leaned in as he put an arm around her, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Outside, the world buzzed with speculation, gossip, and drama. But none of it mattered. Inside this house, where love and new life blossomed, nothing—not even Natalie’s resentment—could steal their joy.