Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 177

One of the doctors did a check-up on Theodore, treated the wound on his forehead, and diagnosed him as suffering from a slight

concussion.

Rosalie sat by Theodore's bedside. Grabbing his

asked with concern, "Theo, does it still hurt?"

hand tightly, she

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt. You silly girl. Why did you act as a shield for

someone else? What if you got hurt?"

Theodore's brows were furrowed as deep concern-remorse, even- filled his eyes.

"She's not just someone else. She's my friend," Rosalie explained.

"But you're my wife. I care only for you."

be the one to appear at that critical moment and rush to her defense. Right when she was feeling

attack with his own body.

more worried about her.

about this man before her, struggling between feelings of love and hate for him. She really had no

the bed, tenderly cupping her face in his hands and wiping the tears from her face with his thumbs.

speak too harshly and frighten

hurriedly wiped the tears on her face away,

the middle-aged man had been holding a knife, or an even more aggressive weapon instead of a vase? What would she do, then? Although things

held her face against his chest, comforting her as he would a child. He rubbed her back gently, and

sounded in her ear; it felt like warm sunshine on a winter

things that happened recently never happened

away from her face, and stood up from his arms. "Theodore, why did you rush to protect me? What if

it, the more

her head in a doting

happened between them replayed

this man always like

and then

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