Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore gently stroked her long hair.

A familiar scene flashed past his mind.

Rosalie spent many mornings lying coyly in his arms just like this. He gently caressed her cheeks and long hair, and kissed her all over. Aurora lay in his arms like a lazy kitten enjoying the caress of its owner.

She smiled; her delicate hands couldn't help but rub against his hard chest. She looked up and asked, "Theo, are you alright?"

Theodore shook his head very honestly. He didn't lie and say that he was fine just to reassure her.

Aurora gently caressed the wounds on his body, her heart breaking. "Do your wounds still hurt?"

Theodore shook his head. "They don't. Don't worry."

"Theodore, let's go back."

She didn't want Theodore to stay here and continue wallowing in sorrow. They would return and stay as far away from this place as possible. "Don't you want to travel around this country? We've only just arrived," Theodore said.

"It's alright. We can go traveling elsewhere."

instinctively said "we", but regretted it

she have to make plans for them as a

ex-wife, not for her. He

can accompany you out for some fun. You came all the way here, can't go

hear what Theodore said,

we stay

about. "I won't go find her. I'll just accompany you for the rest of the

on the same bed as him was good enough. Even though they didn't

had

even wanted to win his heart and make

do all she could to achieve this goal.

"Are you hungry?"

eaten much yesterday;

wasn't hungry, though. He wasn't in the mood

that you mentioned it," Aurora said, "I am

said,

Theodore said, "Let me."