Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"My name is Aurora Payne," she replied.

"I'm Theodore Spencer. Nice to meet you, Ms. Payne." His tone was no longer as cold as before.

Aurora nodded. "Nice to meet you. I know you're Theodore Spencer. I recognized you when I was saving you. I've seen you on TV. You're the CEO of SK Enterprise." Theodore gave her a helpless smile. "So what if I'm the CEO of SK Enterprise?"

Hearing the dejection in his tone, Aurora thought about him climbing the window ledge earlier.

She quickly said, "I don't know what's going on, but whatever it is, I believe it can be resolved. You're so capable, you don't need to—"

She wanted to say that he didn't need to resort to extreme measures, but Theodore himself didn't acknowledge it, so saying it would seem like she was overstepping. After all, they weren't close to each other. Even though she saved his life, she couldn't just speak her mind freely.

"Some problems cannot be solved by being capable. Moreover, you misunderstood. I'm not capable."

Theodore sat back down by the bed, his gaze devoid of any shine. "I'm a very flawed man. I can't even make the woman I love stay. What use am I?"

"The woman...you love?"

Hearing this, Aurora felt a deep sense of loss. Theodore had always kept a low profile, and the rare glimpses she saw of him on TV were always related to business. She didn't know much about his personal life. Did his heart already belong to a woman?

Was she a queen, a princess, or a fairy? How could she make him

him earlier, her heart softened. "Everyone goes through low points in their lives. I believe you'll get through this. Any problem in this world can be solved. Just give

managed a faint smile. "Thank you for your kind words, but this hurdle is a cliff. I can't get past

have to stick to one you can't

his gaze, deeply dejected. "It's my fault. I created the cliff. I deserve not to

created by a

Seeing Theodore's distress

was created by you, what's done has been done. If you can't cross it, then

Theodore's eyes flickered with a hint of

again. "Thank you

bridges he built on the cliff, Rosalie would cut them down. She wouldn't want him anymore. "Ms.

I won't disturb

had gotten into

door, she turned and asked, "Can I

and wrote his

with joy. She quickly took the