Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 258

“Let me help you,” Rosalie said, as she made a move to unbutton his

shirt.

“No.” Theodore held her hand, and said firmly, “I can do it myself. I’m sure I can do something so simple myself.”

He lifted his arm with difficulty, and touched the first button. However, his fingers trembled non–stop, and he couldn’t unbutton the first button no matter how long he tried. Eventually, his arms slumped

weakly back to side again.

He gritted his teeth, and stubbornly raised his arm in an attempt to unbutton his shirt again.

Rosalie’s heart broke as she grabbed his hand. “Let me help you,

please. You’re injured, and it’s normal that you can’t do such things by yourself. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s not like I’ve never seen you shirtless, anyway.”

They had known each other for so long, and had been intimate during their marriage. What was the point in maintaining such boundaries at

a time like this?

the button. He nodded and turned his head away weakly, a helpless

she almost wanted to pull him into

embrace and comfort him.

looked just like a helpless little boy who was unable to unbutton his own shirt. It was heart–wrenching

him undo the

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couldn’t help but blush each time she

and muscular

fit, no matter how busy he was. His body was

heaved; she could feel his breath on her forehead, which in turn hastened her own breathing and made her cheeks

off him and

wrapped up in bandages, somehow looked wild and savage. Strangely, injuries on a man’s body had the effect of adding to his masculinity. Heat emanated

breath and turned her face away from

time for us to eat. The food’s turning

weakly, and scooped his food up with some

his brows in pain, as if he had tugged on

“Oh…”

edge of the bowl, falling on the table with