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

packing my things before. I came to get the rest, and I saw Anthony here.

explanation sounded a

came to

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her, Theodore initially thought she was worried about him; but now,

Rosalie wasn’t here for

That was all.

me?”

today. I know what you told

you.”

Was she here to pack her things, or did she know

to check on

wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Why did you go

voice carried a

speak up for her and got beaten for it,

I’m not respectful enough to Grandma. Now that

“When did I ever

Grandma?”

had never said anything like that. She

it!

never said it, but you think