Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 412



Eight hours ago, at ten in the morning, Theodore was still at Sydney's place. He was lying on Sydney's couch and groggy with sleep.

He slowly opened his eyes. He was having a splitting headache, and was still tightly wrapped up in a blanket. It was even tied up with a rope, as if fearing the blanket might fall off him.

Theodore looked at himself and then his surroundings in a daze. It was a living room that looked unfamiliar to him, but he knew where he was. Memories from last night flooded back in his mind.

He came looking for his mother after getting drunk in the middle of the night... Like a three-year-old, he cried for comfort in his mother's arms, claiming to be bullied by others.

Theodore smacked his forehead hard.

How embarrassing!

He immediately untied the rope around the blanket, flung it aside, and stumbled into the washroom.

After cleaning himself up, he left the washroom, rummaged around his pocket, and searched everywhere before finding his phone hidden in a corner of the couch.

He picked it up, tapped on the screen, and saw multiple missed calls from the hospital. He was probably dead asleep, and didn't hear his phone ringing.

bad feeling about it, and called the number

face change. "What did you say? Okay, I'll

Cynthia in

have a high white blood cells count. Although the doctor managed to bring it under control, her organs

condition right now, she was out of time and had to have the surgery within the week. If she couldn't find a

were laid

the bed, and didn't even have the energy to cry when she saw Theodore standing by her bedside. Instead, she turned

I'm sorry. I've been so busy the past few days, and couldn't

die. You said you'd marry me. I'm about to die, and

asked doubtfully,

message? Don't you

and saw the text he sent her last night. He didn't remember

Or, could it be...?

what happened. Sydney must have