Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Justin continued knocking on the door. "Rose, may I come in?"

There was still no response, and Steve kept crying.

Feeling uneasy, he opened the door. Inside, he saw Steve crying in the cradle.

Justin immediately picked him up. "It's okay, Steve. I'm here. Don't be afraid."

He heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. The glass door was fogged over, indicating that Rosalie was inside taking a shower. She must not have heard the baby crying.

But the baby was crying so loudly-why hadn't she noticed?

Justin didn't think too much of it. He gently rocked Steve, trying to soothe him.

"Steve, don't cry. Be good. I'm here, okay? Do you need your diaper changed?" After checking the diaper and finding it dry, he continued, "Steve, are you hungry?"

Justin quickly prepared some formula, but Steve refused to eat. His cries grew louder and more desperate, as though he was struggling to breathe.

Mommy's in

Justin's efforts, Steve wouldn't stop crying. Left with no other choice, he carried Steve to the bathroom door and knocked softly. "Rose, sorry for intruding, but I heard Steve crying, so I came in. He won't stop crying-I think he wants you. Are you almost

water continued, but there was no

"Rose, can

over him. Balling his hand into a fist, he pounded on the door. He wanted to break through the glass.

grew darker. "Rose, if you don't answer,

fear and unease compelled him to open the bathroom door. The sight

Justin's face turned

but remembered he

the cradle before running into the bathroom. He bent down and carried Rosalie out of the

towel to pat her down before placing her on the bed and covering

her face, his voice filled with

to feel her forehead. Her temperature was normal, but her

room, then returned to her side.

slowly opened her groggy eyes. Her