Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 981

Theodore used Aurora's name and, even more, so her body.

It was all to create an illusion when he was in pain. If he had to describe the situation, Aurora was like his hallucinogen that offered him temporary comfort. After he woke up, though, he was always left with endless pain.

It was just an illusion, after all. Reality was cruel and he couldn't always live in an illusion.

"Theo, I don't mind it. My being, my heart, and my body are all yours. You can do whatever you please with them. I'm begging you, don't treat me like this. It's fine even if you treat me as a replacement. I can be a replacement for you forever," Aurora said.

"I'm sorry, Aurora. I don't want to live in an illusion anymore. I have to wake up eventually," Theodore said.

"You don't need to wake up! Theo, I'll always be by your side. You'll never lose me. You can keep living in an illusion. Theo, come to me, won't you?" Aurora begged.

Theodore saw the fatigue and sorrow etched on her face, and felt pity for her. He slowly walked toward the bed and sat down on it.

Aurora immediately leaped into his arms, hugging him tight. In desperation, she started kissing his face and tearing his shirt off.

"Theo, I love you!" She pushed Theodore onto the bed with all her might. "Theo, I love you so much. I'm yours-I'm yours forever. I'll never hurt you! I belong to you alone!"

She wasn't as cheap as Rosalie, who got involved with so many men and allowed them all to sully her.

was a

distance from men. She wouldn't be as cheap as

peeled off all her

you want with

lovingly, unshed tears in her eyes as she

Theodore held her waist.

and turned around, pressing her down under his body. He then

a kiss

smiled, her hands holding Theodore's head as his

Aurora's fair and flawless skin, and remembered how he almost slept with Rosalie last night. He

stretch marks on Rosalie's

and flawless there too, but after giving birth, those marks were

Her skin was fair and flawless, with no marks on it. Yet somehow, it reminded

was near perfect, but in Theodore's eyes, it

sense Theodore sighing against her belly. Hot air blew on her

grabbed his shirt, and