Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Theo, no, no!

"Please, no! Theo, where are you?

"No!"

Rosalie's eyes flew open, but all she could see was an unfamiliar, quiet room.

Her heart raced as she sat up swiftly, beads of sweat rolling down her temple. Lingering fear shone in her eyes.

She had a bad dream in which Theodore...died.

In her dream, he kept staring at her with resentment in his eyes right before he died, as if she had done something gravely wrong.

How could it be? He was probably...doing well right now, and probably had completely forgotten about her.

He refused to see her or even call or text her.

He didn't want their baby.

That man was heartless! Why should she be thinking about him every day, even to the point of dreaming about him at night?

turned her head to look outside the

through the curtains and shone into the

opened with a bang as Sebastian rushed in. He heard Rosalie scream and rushed over, not even

room, and instinctively pulled the sheets up to cover herself. Upon seeing that it was Sebastian, she heaved a sigh of relief. "Seb, I'm fine.

hard to control her

were aglow with sunlight, but the look

walked over and asked with concern, "What was the nightmare about? You can

much, just that I was chased by bad guys. Perhaps I've been

you know you can always talk to me if you have something bothering you," Sebastian said as he held her hands. "Childbirth is very tough, and I can sympathize with whatever you're going through. Please don't keep things to yourself. Remember that you're never overthinking. All

looked silently at Sebastian, feeling tears well

as a slipshod reason to smooth things over, but

On the other hand, she was always the one trying to create a fuss with him. She felt

even dare tell him what her nightmare

she truly loved was by her side, telling her such tender words. A pity that she would never get

spend

in substance. She had to prepare to accept

in herself to accept it. She couldn't be intimate

tears rolling down Rosalie's cheeks made

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