Chasing My Pregnant Wife

At night, Theodore came back looking disheveled and not in good shape.

Rosalie immediately welcomed him home with Steve in her arms. "Theo, where were you?"

"I've been staying in a hotel these days."

"Theo, Steve's your son and that's a fact no one can change."

"Dada," Steve said as he stretched his arms toward Theodore, demanding a hug.

Rosalie put Steve in Theodore's arms. "Carry him. He misses you and has been asking for you these few days."

Theodore's heart melted as he carried Steve in his arms. He felt so fortunate to come home to his child and Rosalie and yearned for nothing more.

However, the past continued haunting him, disturbing his peace and becoming a hurdle he could not cross.

"Did Sebastian give him his name?"

was stunned for a moment before admitting honestly, "Yes. I didn't know his true colors then. At that time, he was always by my side, helping me

"If you don't like this name, give the child another name. He doesn't need to be called Steve. Go ahead and give him another name." "Sebastian was indeed by your side at that time, and he did many things for me. Even

push for a change in Steve's

changed the subject. "Theo, let's head

fatigue etched on his face, Rosalie

he nodded anyway, not wanting her to worry about

arms as the three

dinner, Rosalie said, "Oh yes, Theo. I found a job and I'll start tomorrow

your pick of roles. It's tough being a financial analyst, with loads of data and

want to do something based on my own merit. I hope to have your support." Theodore eventually nodded.

"Got it."

Rosalie could

her idea through Theodore. However, at the sight of how tired Theodore

in this area than she was. For all she knew, he might be

dinner, Theodore returned to