Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore laid on the hospital bed with a hollow look in his eyes.

He had asked himself countless times why he was still alive.

Why was he in the hospital when he opened his eyes?

He was the only one living in that house, with no servants on duty.

He was all alone, surrounded by a pile of wine bottles, fully intending to drink to his death. He was all prepared to welcome death, and even thought he saw the grim reaper waving his hands at him. Yet, when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital.

It was dark and silent in the ward. The air felt as though it was frozen, the silence deafening.

Theodore looked out the window, and saw a weak ray of sunshine peeking shyly through the curtains. It was as bashful as a young lover, but he could still feel the warmth on his cheeks.

Unfortunately, this ray of sunshine wasn't enough to resist the gloom in his heart. All it did was to trace the outline of his emaciated and haggard face.

He hated the sunshine.

The door to the ward suddenly opened and Sydney walked in. She had a bouquet of fresh flowers in hand, which she began displaying in a vase.

Theodore continued lying silently on the bed, as if he didn't see her at all.

A light fragrance filled the air in the room.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"My son almost died. Can't I come?"

Sydney received a call from the hospital, she was scared out of her wits and hurriedly made her way

managed to

exactly are you doing this? You clearly know that you can't touch alcohol. Why did you drink so much? Must you make your family worry and suffer because

soulless. The usual color on his cheeks had

hazy, like the fuzzy

cold voice

I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised

has dementia now," Theodore said, cutting Sydney off. "She doesn't even recognize who I am now, so what if I die? Just find someone who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take

as how

world and you're irreplaceable. You're my son, and you...you'll be someone's father in the

to tell Theodore that he was now

was worried that telling him now after hiding it from him for so long might break him even further. He wasn't in a good condition right

even more worried that he might

furrowed at her words. "What

own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in agony too? Theo, pull yourself together, won't you? I'm begging

his heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words seemed to deepen the unspeakable pain

have my own

never be able to bear a child with

wished so badly to have a child with Rose. If only Rose were pregnant back then! He would then

remained together, the misunderstandings that laid between

chance to

that Rose would become pregnant,

would be left of him, Theodore Spencer,