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.

stunned. “Why are you

didn’t finish packing my things before. I came to get the rest, and I saw Anthony here.

sounded

came to pack

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worried about him; but now, he

berated himself inwardly for overthinking. Rosalie wasn’t here for him, she was

That was all.

come to see me?” Theodore said,

you told her,

you.”

to pack her things, or did she know he was beaten and used that

to check on

you had left when I did yesterday, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Why did you go

voice carried a

He had gone in to speak up for her and got beaten for it, and now, she

“You always think I’m not respectful enough to Grandma. Now that I’ve finally done something respectful,

did I ever say

Grandma?”

never said anything like that. She had

it!

never said it, but you