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?

He nodded and

so broken–hearted, she almost wanted to

embrace and comfort him.

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

body toward her and help him undo the buttons on his shirt, one by one. Despite having

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but blush each time she saw him naked.

and muscular body

matter how busy he was. His body was

her forehead, which

off

Strangely, injuries on a man’s body had the effect of adding to his masculinity. Heat emanated from his body, giving off the scent of warm

her face

us

his spoon weakly, and scooped his food

his

“Oh…”

edge of the bowl, falling on the table