Chasing My Pregnant Wife

She parted her lips slightly, exhaling trembling breaths.

Theodore's breath, buried in the crook of her neck, became increasingly hot and heavy.

Suddenly, a faint voice came from her lips. "Theo, has Vincent's surgery been completed?"

Theodore's body stiffened. Just as his passion was reaching its peak, he heard Rosalie utter another man's name. He felt a pang of guilt and pain.

He stared into Rosalie's closed eyes, noticing she was still asleep or perhaps half-asleep-not fully conscious of what was happening.

Yet, even in her half-dreaming state, she still thought of that man. Even while asleep, she was concerned for him.

Theodore suddenly felt like a scoundrel. How could he take advantage of her like this at such a vulnerable moment?

She was already suffering enough, yet he still hurt her.

control themselves when faced with their beloved

a tear slipping down his cheek

gently held her in his arms. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Not yet. You rest for now, and I'll let you know once the

too tired to even open her eyes. So, she was completely unaware of how close she

didn't know how many

dawn approached, he sighed

and you didn't have Sebastian, we would be together.

The morning sunlight poured

light danced in the air, casting

in the darkness softly falling on the white pillowcase. Her brows arched

as snowflakes, as if she

like butterfly wings, adding a

her. He ran his fingers lovingly through her soft, dark hair. Simply staring