Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore's current state was entirely of his own making.

"Are you cursing me silently, thinking I deserve this?" Given the atmosphere, he could guess what Caleb was thinking.

Caleb scratched his head. "I actually sympathize with you."

"You don't need to sympathize with me. I know I brought this upon myself."

Caleb sighed. "Will you get back up?"

Theodore's gaze shifted to him. After a long pause, he nodded. "I will."

It was good that Rosalie was fine. It was just that she didn't love him anymore. What was the point of wallowing in self-pity here?

Morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm rays into the ward. The beams illuminated the bed, bathing the person lying there in a soft glow.

The room was filled with a faint smell of sunshine, making the whole world seem warm at that moment.

a moment, her mind was blank, but soon, vivid

with sudden clarity as she reached out

"Baby... My baby."

the chair beside her,

"Rose, you're awake."

grasped his hand. "Theo, where's my

Theodore's name, Sebastian's brow furrowed

had called out Theodore's name, even though it was Sebastian who had stayed

signs of displeasure. Instead, he said gently, "The baby is

okay, Rosalie turned to look at the man

had stayed

eyes, clearly indicating he hadn't slept much. His face bore two noticeable red and swollen

little, but he continued

his head.

out and gently touched