Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore turned around. "Is there something else?"

Justin walked over. "Do you want to hold him? He seems eager to hug you."

Theodore paused. Then, he gave a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth.

"No, you take him upstairs."

The more he held Steve, the harder it would be to let go. He didn't even know why he felt such strong emotions for Steve. Perhaps it was because Steve was Rosalie's child, and thus, he couldn't help but care for the baby.

Seeing this, Justin didn't insist. He was about to leave when suddenly, Steve started crying in his arms. Steve stretched out his hands toward Theodore, trying to reach him.

Hearing the cries, Theodore's heart tightened. He turned around and saw Justin trying to soothe the child.

"Steve, what's wrong? Are you hungry? I'll take you back right away."

Steve continued crying, louder and louder, and Theodore felt as if his heart were being squeezed. His feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move.

still hadn't left. After a moment of thought, he walked

Everyone except him knew Steve was

wasn't a wicked person. As a man, Justin naturally understood the feelings of

glance if other women were bitches, while men would have no clue. Similarly, men could tell

wiped his hands on his body and then carefully extended his arms to take Steve into his embrace. He said gently, "Steve,

Theodore's chest. Under Theodore's gentle soothing, he finally stopped crying. Theodore let out a soft sigh of relief. He took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully

pitiful, his eyes red and his little mouth trembling. His long eyelashes fluttered, and

your mommy is upstairs.

often wondered how wonderful it would be if Steve were his

was truly Steve's father. He even felt a

w Sebastian's child. He would be willing to raise Steve as

would return

against these

can call me Uncle

word "Dada" made him momentarily feel like a father, he had

trying to say the