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?

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

broken–hearted, she almost

embrace and comfort him.

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

and help him undo the buttons on his shirt, one

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a well–built and muscular body that

was. His body was of perfect proportions–even those with OCD

which in turn hastened her

carefully peeled his shirt off him

Strangely, injuries on a man’s body had the effect of

turned her face away

right, it’s time for us to eat. The food’s

and scooped his

and bent over, and suddenly furrowed his brows in pain, as if

“Oh…”

the bowl, falling on