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.

around, Sebastian was good-tempered; he was gentle every day and greeted everyone with a smile. But now that Rosalie was gone, he was like a raging lion. It was as

after a violent storm. In his eyes brewed a wild fury

together, and

handsome face was now twisted

won't let you get away

his hand, the crimson liquid

mouth. A dangerous glint

he undid a few shirt buttons, revealing his muscular chest, which was heaving due to his labored breathing.

I will tear you to pieces! I swear I won't let you get

man still refused to leave them alone, haunting them like a