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.

it. This has nothing to do with you. I shouldn't have asked you for help. I'm sorry. I'm

someone pounding on a door over at

open the door! Open the

a bad feeling about things. He

soon, she answered the call.

"What happened?"

"I..." Aurora stuttered hesitatingly.

me!"

seemingly frightened. "Can you...can you please help

the door on

me! I'll come here

you in trouble?" Theodore

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"Wait," Theodore said.

is there anything else?"

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