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.

many men could control themselves when faced with their beloved woman lying naked in front

pain, a tear slipping down his

her in his arms. He kissed her cheek

also frightened by recent events. She was mentally and physically drained, too tired to even open her eyes. So, she was completely unaware of how close she was to Theodore. Theodore held her like this, unwilling to

know how many times he kissed

he sighed softly in

how I wish time could turn back. If I didn't have Cynthia and you didn't have Sebastian, we would be together. We would only need each

The morning sunlight poured

The light danced in the air, casting delicate patterns, like petals gently

hair was smooth and sleek, like a stream of water in the darkness

as snowflakes, as if she was a sculpture

eyelashes trembled slightly, fluttering like butterfly wings, adding

by the bed, gazing at her. He ran his fingers lovingly through her soft, dark hair. Simply staring at her brought him so