Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie was slightly stunned. She turned around to look at him, tears in her eyes.

For some reason, the moment those words left Justin's mouth, her dam of emotions gushed forth like floodwaters. She threw herself into his arms, losing all control of herself. Burying her face into his chest, she burst out crying.

Rosalie's pained cries sounded muffled against Justin's chest. Her entire body shook as tears trickled down her cheeks, drenching his shirt.

Justin hugged her tight as he gently patted her back and caressed the back of her neck. He said nothing and simply let her cry in his arms. Rosalie was too exhausted. Over the past few days, she hardly ate or slept as she busied herself with Rebecca's funeral. She was both emotionally and physically spent.

After she was all out of tears, fatigue overtook her. She unwittingly fell asleep in Justin's embrace.

Justin looked down to see her fast asleep in his arms. Instead of waking her up, he carefully adjusted her position without waking her up. He leaned back against the couch, holding her in his hands and making it as comfortable as possible for her as she slept.

His heart broke at the sight of her cheeks, which were flushed from all the crying. He tenderly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb as he whispered, "Sleep. I'll protect you."

Rosalie slept like this for an hour and a half.

When she woke up, the sky had turned dark. She opened her eyes and found herself in Justin's arms. Remembering what had happened, she immediately sat up straight.

were red and swollen; she

did I sleep

for long, just one and a half hours," Justin replied, glancing

She couldn't believe she fell

and Justin's heart ached

you up." Justin stretched his arms,

"I slept in your arms for

a ton of things on her mind. Now that she had found out that someone had caused Rebecca's death and her ex-husband was so defensive over that particular someone, she was in great pain. She broke down in Justin's arms, unable to

they lost control of themselves and

her company and giving

What would you like for dinner? I'll prepare it

an appetite," Rosalie

appetizing. You can't skip eating. You haven't had a proper meal over

at him, her eyes hollow. "Justin, why are you so