Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"I don't see it that way," Sebastian said softly. "You're my wife, and I'm his father. It's my responsibility to take care of both of you."

Though unable to understand what Sebastian and Rosalie were saying, the surrounding diners could tell from Sebastian's gentle gestures and tender expression that he was comforting his wife. It was evident to everyone how loving and responsible this man was. They all looked at Rosalie with envy in their eyes.

Sebastian gently rocked Steve in his arms. "Sweetie, your mommy loves you very much. She risked her life and went through so much to bring you into this world, so Daddy wants her to get plenty of rest. So, little one, please don't cry so hard next time you're in Mommy's arms, okay? It makes Mommy sad."

Rosalie stared at Sebastian, her eyes wide with awe, as though she saw a halo of fatherly love radiating from him.

Sebastian had stayed by her side through her most difficult times. He had cared for and protected her when she needed it most. Even though she had carried another man's child, Sebastian had accepted the baby as his own, caring for him tenderly.

After giving birth, Rosalie had worried she might develop postpartum depression or experience mood swings. However, none of that happened thanks to Sebastian. His presence, his care for the baby, and the emotional support he provided made everything bearable.

It was hard to imagine that in this world, many women had to care for their babies alone after childbirth. They were neglected by their husbands and were left to deal with their emotions alone.

had been spared from all of that because of Sebastian. He wasn't even the child's biological father,

any longer. She threw herself into Sebastian's

stunned by the word "husband." For a second, he thought he had misheard her. His eyes widened in disbelief as

"You've been so good

they were married, and he treated her so well, even accepting another man's child as his own. Meanwhile, Theodore had

waves, prompting her to call him "my husband." After everything Sebastian had done for her, calling him that

that more often, alright?" she

she couldn't fully accept him yet, but she was willing to try. She was willing to start with that simple term of

were

fought to suppress the joy bubbling up inside him, his voice hoarse