Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie hurriedly handed the baby to Theodore.

She was at her wits' end. What exactly was going on?

Perhaps this was because they were truly father and son. Sometimes, there were no explanations for things that were simply amazing and mysterious.

Theodore felt energized looking at the baby. Rosalie, on the other hand, was exhausted.

"Rose, why don't I stay here and coax the baby to sleep? You can go to bed first."

"How can I make you do that? You need to rest early."

"But Steve cries each time I put him down. If he keeps crying, it'll disturb you and Justin, or even our neighbors."

"Well..." Rosalie didn't know what to do.

"How about this," Theodore suggested, "I'll give you Steve. If he doesn't cry, I'll leave. If he cries, then do as I say. I'll stay to coax him to sleep and I'll leave once he's asleep, okay?"

Rosalie pondered for a moment before nodding. "Okay, then."

She stretched her arms out to receive the baby.

The moment Theodore put the baby in Rosalie's arms, the baby started crying again. Rosalie herself was on the verge of tears.

After Theodore took Steve and coaxed him for a little while, he stopped crying.

hand on her forehead, feeling like

him to sleep. Just

till you put him to sleep," Rosalie said with a yawn. She was

I'll leave. You can't make yourself stay awake when you're so tired. You need to take care of Justin next door on top of

said made

suggestion this time. "I'll lie down for a

nodded. "Alright. Go lie down and

Theodore carried Steve to

nap on the bed, unable to

of the woman who

the

me. I didn't treasure what I had and lost everything. It was all my was all my own fault. After you grow up,

brave to tell

your

don't

"Dada..."

cooed, making a sound that sounded very much like he

"Stevie, what did

"Dada..."

he blinked his innocent, wide eyes, his hands waving in the air with a smile

into Theodore's cold, cold heart and warming up

through his chest up to his brain, immediately sending his tear ducts

me?" Theodore asked slightly