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.

Be good. Mommy's in the shower. She'll come hold

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.

running water continued, but there

louder. "Rose, can you

a fist, he pounded on the door. He wanted to break through the glass. "Rose,

darker. "Rose, if you don't

fear and unease compelled him to open the bathroom door.

turned pale

to rush to her but remembered he was still

into the bathroom. He bent down and carried

body was soaked. Justin grabbed a towel to pat her down before placing her on the bed and covering

filled

reached out to feel her forehead. Her temperature was

open the windows to ventilate the room, then returned to her side. He pressed

opened her groggy eyes. Her