Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, three months had gone by.

Rosalie's courses had concluded. Tonight, she had plans to have dinner with Theodore.

Over the past three months, he had been undergoing chemotherapy with one session every three weeks.

Rosalie had promised Theodore that she would accompany him for a meal after each chemotherapy session.

Gradually, however, Theodore began asking her out more frequently.

Sometimes, he would invite her every two weeks; other times, it would be once a week. Occasionally, they would meet for a meal every three days.

Rosalie didn't refuse him because she felt that Theodore was ill now, and she couldn't just ignore him.

Aurora was still in recovery, so someone had to keep an eye on Theodore. No matter what, Rosalie owed it to Rebecca to do so.

Their dinner was scheduled at a restaurant where the ambiance was exceptionally elegant. Under the night sky, the stars sparkled brilliantly.

hung from the high ceiling, resembling a cluster of crystalline stars. It cast a soft and enchanting glow over the room. Exquisite dining tables were neatly arranged, each adorned with fine napkins and gleaming silverware, exuding elegance and sophistication. The walls were adorned with paintings-delicate strokes depicting vibrant flowers, serene landscapes, and abstract art. Flower arrangements and greenery graced every corner,

the restaurant. The scattered

flickered on the dining tables, casting a soft glow that added a romantic touch to

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glanced around. This time, it

is your chemotherapy going?" she asked-this

The doctor said I'll be able to undergo

this, Rosalie let out

dressed impeccably in a sharp suit, looking handsome and refined, his thick hair still intact. Puzzled, she asked, "I heard chemotherapy can cause hair loss,

severe

and gave a faint hum. At this moment, the waiter brought two glasses of juice

said, "I promise I won't drink

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