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?

head to look outside the

awake. The morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains and shone into the room, warming it

bang as Sebastian rushed in. He heard Rosalie scream and rushed over,

herself. Upon seeing that it

with fear and exhaustion. She tried hard to control her

yet beautiful features were aglow with sunlight, but the look in her eyes remained

and asked with concern, "What was

chased by bad guys. Perhaps I've been

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

looked silently at Sebastian, feeling tears well

as a slipshod reason to

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

didn't even dare tell him what

truly loved was by her side, telling her such tender words. A

she would spend her whole life with

her real husband in substance.

it in herself to accept it. She

Rosalie's

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