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.

could control themselves when faced with their beloved

pain, a tear slipping down his cheek and falling onto

kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Not yet. You rest for now, and I'll let you know

eyes. So, she was completely unaware of how close she was

didn't know how

sighed

wish time could turn back. If I didn't have Cynthia and you didn't

The morning sunlight poured

in its soft and warm glow. The light danced in the

long hair was smooth and sleek, like a stream of water in the darkness softly falling on the white pillowcase. Her brows arched slightly, outlining

and pure as snowflakes, as if

fluttering like butterfly wings, adding a mysterious, enchanting

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