Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore thought he was dreaming.

His hands were trembling as he held the documents. He repeatedly examined the pregnancy test report and the DNA test report.

The result showed that Steve was his biological son.

What on earth was going on?

The pregnancy test report was from a year and a half ago, but the DNA test report was from just a week ago.

How could this be?

"Mr. Spencer, are you alright?" The assistant noticed Theodore's abnormal behavior and was somewhat concerned. He didn't dare look at the contents of the documents, as this was Theodore's mail.

"My phone. Where's my phone?" Theodore asked.

"Mr. Spencer, your phone was destroyed in the car accident. I'll get you a replacement."

"Wait. Give me your phone. Quickly!"

"Okay." The assistant immediately handed his phone to Theodore.

by heart, of course. He quickly

you've dialed is currently unavailable. Please try

her phone

it was sent by Rosalie, but why wasn't she answering his

why hadn't she told him? Even if she hadn't told him back then, Steve had been born. So much time had passed-Steve had grown so much, and he had spent so much time with Steve. Why hadn't

child really his? Was this DNA test result

Rosalie wanted to keep this from him, why would she give him these reports? What was her

a fog. He tried to sort through the events that

the child was indeed Sebastian's, then why had Sebastian divorced Rosalie so easily, allowed the child to take

in Theodore's hand slipped

heart

beeping rapidly. Theodore's

blurred. Several rushed into the

vision faded to black, and he

again, it was

he woke up, he remembered something and struggled to get up from the bed. He looked around as if searching for something. "Hey! Anyone out there?" Theodore

Spencer, what can I

mail from today, where

this be

the drawer took out the DNA