Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Night Revelations

Chapter 1

Curled up under the covers, Rosalie Young gently caressed her belly. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the baby was okay.

When he came home last night, Theodore Spencer had wanted to be intimate. As the couple hadn't seen each other for two months, Rosalie couldn't bear to refuse him.

Theodore had already woken up and washed up. He was wearing a gray custom suit that perfectly fit his tall and slender body, giving him an elegant and charming air. Currently, he was sitting in a chair with a tablet in hand. His fingers slid gracefully across the screen, exuding a hint of laziness and sensuality.

Rosalie was wrapped tightly in the blanket with only her head exposed.

When Theodore noticed her staring at him, he calmly asked, "Are you awake? Let's have

breakfast."

"Okay."

Rosalie put on her pajamas, blushing as she crawled out of bed.

she caressed her belly with one hand. After a while, she nervously spoke up, but Theodore also spoke at the

time.

have something to tell you," the

fell silent and stared at

of silence, Theodore said, "Why don't you

knowing that Theodore rarely took the initiative. to talk

papers.

you later. If you don't like any of the terms, let me know, and I'll fix it. You should sign as soon as possible," said Theodore casually, as he

froze and her mind immediately went blank. Even though she was sitting on a chair, she felt like she was about to fall.

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her tone tinged with disbelief. She secretly pinched her leg

Theodore's tone was calm

was instantly muddled. Just last night, they were doing the most intimate thing in the world, and now,

her belly with slightly moist

returned, so our contractual marriage

Rosalie fell silent.

almost made her forget that their marriage had been a contractual one from the start. From the beginning, Rosalie knew that her husband's

that?" Theodore asked, maintaining a calm and professional demeanor, as

"No, there's no problem."

her hand from her belly to her leg, clutching her skirt tightly. Through the thin fabric, her nails almost pierced her palms because of how hard she

didn't want this child, right? That woman would be