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 couch,

clutched his chest, which hurt so much he felt as though someone was digging his heart

the couch, and rushed out of the

didn't even have time to react before Theodore

would wait till she fell asleep? Why

-

Bam, bam!

slumber when she was rudely

jumped out of bed

to the door and looked through the peephole, only

it's so

immediately pulled Theodore into the

to dry Theodore's face

all drenched, and

him. "Quick, remove your wet clothes. I'll get you some clean and dry clothes

"What's the matter?"

"Where's Rose?"

"What?"

in agitation, "Mom, tell me