Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Curled up under the covers, Rosalie Young gently caressed her belly. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the baby was okay.

When he came home last night, Theodore Spencer had wanted to be intimate. As the couple hadn’t seen each other for two months, Rosalie couldn’t bear to refuse him.

Theodore had already woken up and washed up. He was wearing a gray custom suit that perfectly fit his tall and slender body, giving him an elegant and charming air. Currently, he was sitting in a chair with a tablet in hand. His fingers slid gracefully across the screen, exuding a hint of laziness and sensuality.

Rosalie was wrapped tightly in the blanket with only her head exposed.

When Theodore noticed her staring at him, he calmly asked, “Are you awake? Let’s have breakfast.”

“Okay.”

Rosalie put on her pajamas, blushing as she crawled out of bed.

In the dining room, Rosalie kept pushing her food around her plate as she caressed her belly with one hand. After a while, she nervously spoke up, but Theodore also spoke at the same time.

tell you,” the couple said

and stared at

moment of silence, Theodore

Rosalie replied, knowing that Theodore rarely took the initiative. to talk to

don’t like any of the terms, let me know, and I’ll fix it. You should sign as

her mind immediately went blank. Even though she was sitting on a chair,

she asked hoarsely, her tone tinged with disbelief. She secretly pinched her leg to see if she was

Theodore’s tone was calm and

muddled. Just last night, they were doing the most intimate thing in the world, and

with slightly moist eyes. “What

has returned, so our contractual marriage should

Rosalie fell silent.

from the start. From

a calm and professional

“No, there’s no problem.”

hand from her belly to her leg, clutching her skirt tightly. Through the thin fabric,