Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sebastian felt his heart melt.

"Baby, are you smiling at Daddy? Steve, can you smile once more, please?"

Sebastian was so moved he nearly cried. It was the child's first smile, and it was directed at him.

For the first time, he truly felt the joy of being a father. All along, though Sebastian cherished Steve, he had always felt some distance from the baby. After all, Steve was Theodore's child. It was because of Rosalie that Sebastian had grown fond of the boy, hoping this would earn Rosalie's affection.

Deep down, he couldn't say he truly loved this child. Yet, at this moment, he suddenly felt he was falling in love with Steve.

It felt as though Steve were his son, regardless of his bloodline.

Blood ties no longer mattered. The moment Steve smiled at him, Sebastian no longer cared about anything else.

Steve smiled again, his eyes clear and bright.

smiled, it was like a small flower blooming, delicate and enchanting. His laughter was as crisp and delightful as silver bells, a heavenly sound that touched the depths of one's soul. His innocent and pure smile filled anyone who saw it with the beauty and hope of life, bringing a sense of

stroked Steve's face, as

Daddy. Only you truly

rhythm of happiness. It was as though he was trying to

his face closer. Steve extended his little hand, gently touching Sebastian's

joy and curiosity. His

looked at

no fear or anxiety, only curiosity. His eyes were as pure as an untouched spring. There was nothing complicated in the child's eyes.

hand and

Steve. I won't be harsh

Steve giggled once again.

was simple-he liked whoever gave him a sense

sleep at night, change his diapers, and feed him. When Steve cried, Sebastian would comfort him, and though Steve couldn't understand, Sebastian would tell him stories and

used to Sebastian's voice