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.

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

carefully extended a finger and gently stroked Steve's face, as if afraid

you truly appreciate me. Your mother doesn't

like feathers lightly patting the air, as if dancing to a rhythm of happiness. It was as

face closer. Steve extended his little hand, gently touching

joy and curiosity. His

looked at

anxiety, only curiosity. His eyes were as pure as an untouched spring. There was nothing complicated in the child's eyes. en

held Steve's small hand and kissed his tiny

sorry, Steve. I won't be harsh with

Steve giggled once again.

simple-he liked whoever gave him

caring for Steve over this period. He would soothe Steve to sleep at night, change his diapers, and feed him. When Steve cried, Sebastian would comfort him, and though Steve couldn't understand, Sebastian

used to Sebastian's voice and