Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 62

Chapter 62

When Theodore arrived at Cynthia’s place, she was lying in bed. Concerned, he immediately sat by her bedside.

“How are you feeling?”

Cynthia looked pale and was clearly very ill, even trembling when she breathed.

“Theo, you’re here. I told them not to call you. I know you’re busy. What’s wrong with them?”

A furious Cynthia tried to get out of bed.

“Don’t move.” Theodore immediately pressed Cynthia back onto the bed. “They were right to call me. How did you get this sick?”

Cynthia coughed a few times as she shook her head. “It’s all my fault. My body is too weak. I really hate myself. I might as well just die and end this suffering.”

“Stop that nonsense.”

Theodore frowned, his eyes filled with worry. He took a towel that a servant had brought and placed it on Cynthia’s forehead, patting it gently.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get better soon.”

”

of getting better? I’ll just keep getting sick. Theo, I don’t know how much longer I

He sounded

that Theodore seemed genuinely upset, Cynthia dared

day. Only when it was dark outside did her fever gradually subside, returning her to a more lucid

relief. “Cindy, you’re

with me all day?”

Theodore nodded. “I’m

in her eyes. “You’re my reason to live.

Theodore gazed at Cynthia’s sincere expression, he suddenly recalled what Rosalie had said about the crystal bracelet and how he had been abroad

told

said, “Cindy, I need to ask you something, and I want you to

is it?” Cynthia asked, feeling

the office, what did you tell

Was Theodore questioning her?

I did tell her some

I sent you abroad and

stayed by her side, wanting to be there for her at the end of her life. However, Cindy had managed to

told

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