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."

tears welling up in her eyes again as they fell down her cheeks. She didn't expect Theodore to be the one to appear at that critical moment and rush

so self-sacrificially by blocking the attack with his own body.

more worried about her.

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

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

too harshly and

very emotional. She hurriedly wiped the tears on her face

holding a knife, or an even more aggressive weapon instead of a vase? What would she do, then? Although things had blown over, Rosalie still felt

his chest, 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 in a matter of

warm

couple, and all those terrible. things that happened recently never happened before. He doted on her, protected her well, and was deeply in

from his arms. "Theodore, why did you rush to protect me? What if the

it, the

by and see you get hurt." He caressed her head in a doting fashion.

replayed in her head like

this man always like this, making her feel

and then hopeful

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