Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Dawn broke over the city.

Rosalie slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little woozy. She turned around to glance at the clock, and saw that it was six and a half in the morning.

Suddenly, she recalled something and immediately sat up on the bed. She rubbed her eyes, threw off the sheets, and got out of bed. When she arrived at the living room, she saw her baby lying on the couch, his two hands waving in the air. She hurriedly approached him. "Darling."

Just then, Theodore walked out of the kitchen. "Rose, you're awake."

Rosalie looked up to see Theodore donning an apron. "Did...did you not leave the entire night?"

"The baby refused to fall asleep so I stayed on. He slept a little when the sky started turning bright. Seems like he's awake again now."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" She didn't expect him to stay through the night.

"You were so sound asleep, why would I wake you up? You're really tired, too. Go sleep a while longer. I'll call you up when breakfast is ready. Don't worry about the baby, he's very obedient. I've also just fed him milk and changed his diaper."

Steve in her arms. "Theo, were you awake the

I got a short nap,

you when it's ready. It's still early,

breakfast." With that, Theodore stepped back into the

kitchen door. She had no choice

what's wrong? Are you bent on making things difficult

cheeky glint flashing past his

helplessly. She would never bear to do anything to

toys in it. Rosalie gently waved a toy in front of Steve who smiled gleefully

the washroom. After about ten minutes, she walked out of the washroom to see Steve

she carefully felt his forehead, heaving a sigh of relief

to ask Theodore who was still busy, "Can I

almost ready. Wait for a while more and breakfast will be