Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Steve, remember this name-Theodore. He is your enemy."

Night fell.

The hospital was immersed in darkness, with starlight outside like scattered pearls glimmering over the buildings. The faint light outlined the hospital's silhouette as the moon slowly rose, casting a soft silver glow over the world. Theodore lay on the hospital's white bed with a white sheet covering him. The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Soft light bathed his pale face, highlighting his exhausted expression.

An IV drip hung beside the bed, with a clear liquid slowly flowing into his veins.

Theodore opened his eyes, his gaze wandering around the room. He sat up in bed and glanced at the IV drip bag, noticing there was still about half remaining.

The door to the ward opened, and a foreign man walked in.

"Mr. Spencer, you're awake."

found her?"

"Not yet.

and worry. He lowered his head, a bitter smile on

after her right away. He shouldn't have let her leave

could he have been so careless, allowing her to drive away alone in the

her, regardless of the situation. He shouldn't have stayed

had resented Rosalie for choosing Sebastian over him at a

had chosen Aurora over Rosalie, leading to

the time. Even if he had followed Rosalie, Aurora wouldn't have been in any danger. He hated himself for not

felt hopeless. He was consumed by regret and guilt, as though an invisible force had

news. As long as there's no body, it means she's still alive. She might be