Chasing My Pregnant Wife

His phone suddenly rang.

Theodore's hand shook when he heard the jingle sounding from his phone.

He sighed. He twisted the bottle cap close, and put it aside before picking up his phone.

Upon seeing the name displayed on the screen, he hesitated for a few seconds before answering the call. "Hello."

"Hello, Mr. Spencer. I apologize for bothering you at such a late hour."

It was Aurora.

"It's fine. What's the matter?" Theodore lay back down stiffly on the bed like a plank of wood. His voice was flat and emotionless as he spoke.

"I... I do have something...I need your help for." Aurora's voice was trembling slightly, tinged with fear.

Theodore's brows furrowed. Sensing that something was amiss from her voice, he sat up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. "What is it?"

The last time he left his number with Aurora, he had told her that she could approach him if she needed help.

She never contacted him-until now.

He had almost forgotten about her, but now she was suddenly calling him, probably because she had really encountered some serious trouble.

how to put it. This has nothing to do with you. I shouldn't

someone pounding on a door

open the

a bad feeling about things.

answered the call. "Hello, Mr.

"What happened?"

"I..." Aurora stuttered hesitatingly.

me!"

crying, seemingly frightened. "Can you...can you please

on the door on her end grew

me! I'll come here every day! Open the

you in trouble?"

I am,"

could hear a man's incessant yelling over

the

her faster. It was abnormal for her to be calling

"ght, should call the police hother

"Wait," Theodore said.

anything else?"

your