Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Ms. Payne, don't panic. Time is on your side. As long as you keep to the doctors' medical advice, artificial hearts might become a reality as medical science progresses. Don't be so pessimistic." Theodore's comforting words made Aurora feel slightly better.

"Mr. Spencer, I'm so sorry for bothering you and making you come over in the middle of the night."

"It's fine."

It was raining heavily outside. Theodore glanced at the raindrops clinging onto the window, and sighed.

"Ms. Payne, do you believe in telepathy?"

"Telepathy?" Aurora repeated doubtfully. "Why the sudden mention of it? Do you feel like you have telepathy with someone?"

Theodore pulled out his wallet from his pocket, and retrieved a photo of Rosalie.

"For some reason, thoughts of my wife suddenly came to mind and I feel very sad. I even feel some stomach discomfort."

Aurora leaned against the headboard, looking at Theodore's back doubtfully. "Are you missing her so much that it's messing with your mind?" Theodore sighed. "Perhaps."

He slipped the photo back into his wallet. Aurora's eyes dimmed ever so slightly.

Theodore turned around, and glanced at Aurora. "Get some rest."

"What about you?"

Get some rest now." Theodore returned to the

his chest, which hurt so much he felt

the couch, and rushed out of the

time to react before Theodore

she fell asleep? Why did he just

-

Bam, bam!

when she was rudely awoken

of bed

to the door and looked through the peephole, only to find

the door. "Theo, it's so late! What

she immediately pulled Theodore into the house and shut the

clean towel to dry Theodore's

drenched,

remove your wet clothes. I'll get you some clean and dry clothes to change into." Sydney pulled Theodore to her bedroom, but his feet remained rooted to the

"What's the matter?"

"Where's Rose?"

"What?"

suddenly grabbed Sydney's shoulders and asked in agitation, "Mom,