Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore had always heeded Rosalie's words. He instructed the bodyguards to stand guard at the door of the ward, and the four of them went to the lounge.

They found an empty table, sat down, and quietly ate their breakfast. Both Theodore and Rosalie appeared visibly downcast.

Aurora glanced at the two of them and tried to comfort them. "Grandma will be fine. She's such a kind person, and kind people are always blessed." "Yes, that's right," Angie echoed. "She'll be fine."

Theodore responded with a soft "Thanks."

"After breakfast, you both should leave. I'll be staying at the hospital to accompany Grandma for the time being. You can go sightseeing if you'd like," Theodore continued.

"Theo, we can stay here to keep Grandma company as well. No need to be so formal with us," Aurora said.

"Exactly," Angie added. "There's nothing more important right now than Grandma."

Theodore had no energy to argue with them. "Suit yourselves, then."

Seeing Theodore's reluctance to talk to her, Aurora felt both frustrated and disheartened. He was probably using this opportunity to get closer to Rosalie again.

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his head

felt a strange sense of detachment upon seeing Cynthia. It had been a

over. She was dressed in a suit, carrying a handbag, and wearing high heels. She exuded the aura of a strong

before shifting her gaze to Aurora. "And you

remembered seeing Aurora at the hospital before, and her impression of Aurora was anything but

are you doing here?"

"By the way, it's been a while. How have you been? Why are you here

was injured,"

got hurt?" Cynthia's concern was immediate. "How is

in a coma. She fell down the

goodness," Cynthia said. "Theo, Grandma will

more. He had lost his appetite and couldn't focus on

such a long time," Cynthia

demeanor had changed. Gone was the soft and fragile air she used to carry. Lately, she had been pouring

help, she he had gained control