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.

Rosalie's number by heart, of course.

number you've dialed is currently unavailable. Please

phone

Rosalie, but why wasn't

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

really his? Was this DNA test

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

He tried to sort through the

divorced Rosalie so easily, allowed the child

hand slipped from his

the heart monitor

beeping rapidly. Theodore's

rapid, and his vision blurred.

vision faded to black, and he

up again, it was already

remembered something and struggled to get up from the bed.

walked in. "Mr. Spencer, what

from today, where is

be a

in your drawer." The bodyguard quickly opened the drawer took out the