Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 242

Theodore clutched the pillow beneath him, his brows furrowing. “Why are you here?”

At first, he thought he was imagining things. How could Anthony’s hands feel like a woman’s? It all felt surreal, as though the pain had triggered hallucinations.

Sensing the woman behind him wasn’t responding, Theodore let out at wry smile. Of course, it was just his imagination. There was no way she would be here; she was probably with Sebastian right now.

Realizing it was a hallucination, Theodore stopped talking.

Just as the person behind him finished applying the medicine, a

woman’s voice broke the silence.

“All done. Let me wrap your wounds with some gauze. Sit up for a

moment.”

Theodore froze, enduring the pain as he quickly sat up and turned to see the woman behind him.

Rosalie was wearing a light yellow dress, her hair styled in a bun–she looked very sweet and innocent. If she went to a high school, people might mistake her for a student.

“Why are you

packing my things before.

explanation sounded

So, you came to pack

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was worried about him; but now, he

Rosalie wasn’t here for him, she was here to

That was all.

stuff. Why come to see me?” Theodore said, almost pouting as he lay back on

know what you told her, and

you.”

Theodore turned his head slightly. Was she here to pack her things, or did she know he was

to check on

wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

a hint of

up for her and

not respectful enough to Grandma. Now that I’ve finally done something respectful, you’re still

did I ever say you

Grandma?”

like that. She had

it!

never said it,