Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"Unless what?" Theodore asked.

"Theodore, tell me honestly. Do you want to save me?" Cynthia asked.

"Of course I do! Cindy, I only hope for your good health. I'll do everything in my power to help you."

He genuinely wanted to save her.

"Then why can't you find a heart?"

Cynthia thought about what the unknown man had said today. The chances were too slim, and she was terrified of dying. She didn't want to perish alongside Rosalie-she wanted to live well, to send Rosalie to hell, and to live happily ever after with Theodore.

She wanted those wretches to not be able to rest, even in death.

"Hearts are the scarcest and hardest to match in the transplant database. Why do we have to wait?" Cynthia said anxiously. "You can look elsewhere!"

frowned. "What do

time. "Since certain items can be traded on the black market, then hearts can too!

plenty of money, so finding some "professionals" to get her a heart shouldn't be difficult, right? Theodore stared at Cynthia for a long time

Yet after seeing her expression, he realized he hadn't. He knew exactly what she wanted. "Cindy, you should rest.

bumped into something, only to hear Cynthia say such shocking things. Seeing Theodore's

need the best medical resources to maintain your health. You won't be in immediate danger as long as

Cynthia grabbed his wrist, and asked suspiciously, "Why

to do what?" Theodore asked coldly. "Unwilling to help you

we haven't found one yet until now!" Cynthia seemed unaware that

longer this drags on, the worse it is for me! Have you never thought

Anyone could die, but not

from someone they kidnapped, knocked out, stuffed into a car, taken to

fear, panicking. "Theo, that's

what do you mean?" Theodore