Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The two characters' names were Angie and Aurora, and the events in the novel were identical to what they had done.

What exactly was going on? Why did it feel like their story was being written?

"Now you understand why I asked you to read it? How could this be happening?" Angie said.

"Who is this author?" Aurora immediately checked the author's profile and her other books, but they were all just ordinary novels.

The two of them began to panic. The things they had done had somehow been written into a book, and it happened to be a book Angie had been reading for a long time.

Angie had been a fan of this novel for quite some time, but these two characters had only appeared recently.

The two of them stayed up late, trying to dig up information about the author online to see if they could uncover anything. However, after several hours of searching, they found nothing.

seemed to only exist on the publishing platform. She hadn't left any links to her social media accounts,

and Angie felt deeply uneasy. The plot made them restless, as it clearly depicted their

might have been dismissed as chance, but the

a comment on the book. To appear as a

suddenly

the comment, Aurora's palms were

She kept opening the comment section repeatedly to check if the author

if the author would reply, but the situation was far

overlooked the fact that her comment showed she had spent less than thirty minutes reading the book. If she had truly read everything before commenting, she would have taken

exhaustion overtook her, and

her eyes abruptly, disoriented for a moment, before remembering what had happened. She grabbed

hands trembling, Aurora clicked on