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."

they fell down her cheeks. She didn't expect Theodore to be the one to appear

by blocking the attack with his own body. He disregarded the wound on his forehead,

more worried about her.

struggling between feelings of love and hate for him. She really had no ideal what to

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

he speak too harshly and

tears on her face away, and said, "I was just.... scared that something

blocked the attack for her. What if 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

comforting her as he would a child. He rubbed her back gently, and said, "It's all over. I'm fine, and it's just a superficial wound. It'll close up

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

were still a loving couple, and all those terrible. things that happened recently never happened before. He doted on her, protected her

his arms. "Theodore, why did you rush to protect

more she thought about it, the

hurt." He caressed her head in a doting fashion. "No matter what happens, I'll protect you." Rosalie's eyes grew red as she stared at the man

replayed in

always like this,

then

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