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.

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

couldn't hold back any longer. She threw herself into Sebastian's arms, holding him tightly. "Thank you...my

"husband." For a second, he thought he had misheard her. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the woman in

overflowing, Rosalie said, "You've been so good to me. I really don't know how

Legally, they were married, and he treated her so well, even accepting another man's child as his

moment, her emotions surged like tidal waves, prompting her to call him "my husband." After everything Sebastian had done for her, calling him

start calling you that more

but she was willing to try. She was willing to start with

eyes were tender, and

the joy bubbling up inside him, his voice