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.

when faced with their beloved woman lying

pain, a tear slipping down his cheek and falling

his arms. He kissed her cheek and whispered

and she was also frightened by recent events. She was mentally and physically drained, too tired to even open her eyes. So, she was completely unaware of

know how

dawn approached, he sighed

I wish time could turn back. If I didn't have Cynthia and you didn't have Sebastian, we would

The morning sunlight poured

bathing Rosalie in its soft and warm glow. The light danced in the air, casting delicate patterns, like petals

of water in the darkness softly falling on the white pillowcase. Her brows arched slightly, outlining her

as snowflakes, as if she was a

eyelashes trembled slightly, fluttering like butterfly wings, adding a

bed, gazing at her. He ran his fingers lovingly through her