Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 181

Theodore leaned against the wall with one hand, every muscle taut. Rosalie was close, and she felt every ounce of his strength.

He didn't seem weak at all; yet strangely enough, she believed his

words.

Theodore stared at her flushed cheeks. A thin mist covered her fair face, making her look even lovelier than usual, she was irresistibly

attractive.

Rosalie appeared delicate and vulnerable, but he knew she needed care too. Her heart was soft; despite his many faults, she forgave him

time and time.

At only twenty-one, she was in the prime of her youth-and yet, she always seemed saddened by him.

Sometimes, he really did feel like a jerk.

After Theodore finished bathing, Rosalie's face was almost as red as a tomato. She dried him off, blew dry his hair, dressed him in pajamas, and helped him into bed. The whole process felt like she was taking care of a child.

As Theodore lay in bed, silently watching her bustling around for him, she placed a glass of water on his bedside table. "You should rest

now."

"What about you?"

go, like a sick

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sleep first."

nodded obediently, and closed

felt a sense of maternal satisfaction. She got up

opened his eyes. He pulled

came out wearing pajamas. She found him on the bed, seemingly asleep. She sat by the bed, staring at him for a while before lying down beside him, covering them both with the

light, Theodore turned over. He pulled her into his arms tightly, then said in a husky voice,

"You're not asleep

he was already

Theodore murmured. "I waited for you.

we both

same shower gel, which carried

head in her neck

everything a competition, and wanted to let

I smell good. Now hurry up and sleep. The doctor said you need