Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Rose, you're awake. How do you feel?" Vonnie said.

When Rosalie opened her eyes, her mind was a complete blank. She looked like she was in a daze; when she turned to see the person seated by her bedside, she seemed to have forgotten who it was. She didn't seem to recognize anyone, and finally snapped back to reality after a long time.

"You're...you're..."

Hearing Rosalie stutter through her confusion, Yvonne felt worried. "Rose, do you not remember me?"

Did she lose her memories like Sebastian did?

Rosalie immediately sat up on the bed and looked around anxiously, as if looking for something.

"Theo... Where is Theo?"

The mention of his name made Yvonne furrow her brows. "He isn't here."

"Then where is he?" Rosalie grabbed Yvonne's shoulders. "Where's Theo? I've got to find him. I must find him!"

She tried getting out of bed, anxious, but Yvonne pressed her back down. "Rose, don't be like this. Calm down!"

"No, I'm going to find him!" Rosalie struggled with all her might. "Let me go, let me go!"

Yvonne raised her voice in a bid to calm Rosalie down. "Rose, don't be like this. Are you just going to disregard the baby in your stomach?"

about all the blood on his body? How is he right now?" Rosalie looked down and clutched her chest, as if

such a state, Yvonne said

did get injured. I caused him to get injured. I gave up on him. He was right, I did give

just yet. We don't have any news of him right now. No news is good

once more. "Seb promised me that he'd help me find Theo. Why would there be no news? Where is Seb? Where is he?" "Seb went out just

and asked her for help to

Yvonne noticed how haggard Sebastian looked. She didn't know why Sebastian chose not to take care of Rosalie himself at a time like this. He clearly cared for Rosalie the most, but he was leaving at a time when Rosalie

right now,

find him. He promised me that he would help me find Theo. He

Theo. Rose, calm down first and don't

Theo doesn't know about him. What should I do? I should have told

him about the baby. Don't panic, alright?

her head profusely. "I can't stomach anything right

you don't

got to think for

good mother who

for your baby. How could you bear to let the