Chasing My Pregnant Wife

In a daze, Theodore reached out. He lightly touched the air, as if he was touching her.

Gazing up at the sky, his eyes were weary yet tender, filled with endless longing and yearning. "Rose..." With a soft thud, his hand fell to the ground. His eyes closed and he passed out. "Mr. Spencer, Mr. Spencer?" A few people quickly lifted Theodore and carried him toward the vehicle.

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In the afternoon, the villa basked under the radiant sunlight.

The sky was as pure as a sapphire, with feathery white clouds drifting across the horizon. The lush green trees and colorful flowers surrounding the villa complemented each other, filling the air with a fragrant aroma. However, within the villa, chaotic sounds echoed. The sharp clang of objects clashing and the sound of things crashing down could be heard, all conveying an atmosphere of agitation and unrest.

It was as if the interior and exterior of the villa were two entirely different worlds-one peaceful, the other tempestuous.

Inside a room, a child was crying. The servants were trying their best to soothe him, taking him far away to avoid him hearing the furious shouts from the living room. They had never seen Sebastian lose his temper like this.

every day and greeted everyone with a smile. But now that Rosalie was gone, he was like a raging lion. It was

remained on Sebastian's face, like the lingering clouds after a violent storm. In

furrowed, his lips were pressed together, and his face was dark, emitting an

was now twisted with

won't let

the crimson liquid swirling inside as if reflecting his bloodlust and

took a sip, the bitter wine flooding his mouth. A dangerous glint appeared in his gaze, like a ferocious leopard preparing

a few shirt buttons, revealing his muscular chest, which was heaving

to pieces! I swear

refused to leave them alone, haunting them like a shadow. It was all because of him