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 when the words left

to make plans for them as a

come to Melrine for his ex-wife, not for her. He surely wouldn't accompany her in

you out for some fun. You came all the way here,

Theodore said, but

we stay

go find her. I'll just accompany you for the rest of the time.

the same bed as him was good enough. Even though they

Aurora had

wanted to win his heart and make him love

could to achieve this goal. They would surely have their happily

"Are you hungry?"

eaten much yesterday; she must be

hungry, though. He wasn't in

that you mentioned it," Aurora said, "I am a little hungry.

said, she stood

Theodore said, "Let me."