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

felt so broken–hearted, she almost wanted to pull

embrace and comfort him.

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

and help him undo the buttons on his

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but blush each time

shirt hid a well–built and muscular body that encompassed strength

fit, no matter how busy he was. His body was of perfect proportions–even

his breath on her forehead, which in turn hastened her own breathing and

off him and put

a man’s body had

took a deep breath and turned her face away from his

us to

weakly, and scooped his food up with some

his head and bent over, and suddenly furrowed his brows

“Oh…”

hit the edge of the