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.

a smile. But now that Rosalie was gone, he was like a raging lion. It was as if he had become a completely

face, like the lingering clouds after a

together, and his

handsome face was now

let

glass of red wine in his hand, the crimson liquid swirling inside as

bitter wine flooding his mouth. A dangerous glint appeared in his gaze, like

as though he were a trapped beast fighting to release its savagery. Frustrated, he undid a few shirt buttons, revealing his muscular chest, which was heaving

will tear you to pieces! I swear I

Melrine, yet that man still refused to leave them