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.”

”

much longer I can endure this,” Cynthia said as she

say such things, or I’ll get angry,” said Theodore. He sounded stern, but

genuinely upset, Cynthia dared

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

relief. “Cindy,

you been here with me

Theodore nodded. “I’m glad you’re

definitely persevere,” Cynthia said with adoration in her eyes. “You’re my reason to live. As long as I have you, I

the crystal bracelet and how he had been abroad with Cynthia for two months under the pretext of a business

Cynthia told Rosalie all

I need to ask you something, and I want you to

it?” Cynthia asked, feeling

in the office,

Was Theodore questioning her?

I did

you abroad and

had stayed by her side, wanting to be there for her at

I told

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