Chasing My Pregnant Wife

If the mysterious pregnancy and DNA test reports still left him with some doubts, hearing Justin's words in person—that Steve was indeed his son— completely erased any lingering suspicion. What replaced it was an overwhelming pain.

Theodore had once wondered what it would be like if Steve were his son. He had even wondered if Steve could possibly be his son.

However, thinking back to everything that had happened between him and Rosalie, he became afraid. He was afraid that if he thought too much about it, he might just be deluding himself. What would he do then?

After all, when they met in Melrine, he had seen Rosalie, Sebastian, and Steve eating together at a restaurant. Theodore had watched as Sebastian and Steve interacted like father and son. His first instinct was that Rosalie and Sebastian had a child together.

And Rosalie hadn't denied it. She had implicitly accepted it, which led Theodore to believe that Steve was indeed Sebastian's son.

Theodore thought about his interactions with Steve, and how the boy had innocently called him "Dad." Maybe Steve was just too young to understand, and said it without much thought. But now, looking back at those words, it seemed prophetic. He truly was Steve's father.

felt as heavy as a stone. His face was pale, his lips were cracked, and beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Each breath brought

you

for another woman. You were about to

raised his head and shouted uncontrollably. "If

"Heh." Justin suddenly laughed.

are you blaming Rose

don't you try to see it from her perspective? Can you imagine how agonizing it

hollow as he stared into the distance, as if trying

she tell me when there were

tell you? Theodore, you only care about the fact that Rose

you hard it was for her