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

and expectation at the same time. "Since certain items can be traded on the black market, then hearts can

her. He had plenty of money, so finding some "professionals" to get her a heart shouldn't be difficult, right?

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

hadn't fully healed yet, and his back ached. He had rushed to the hospital today and accidentally bumped into something, only to hear Cynthia say such shocking things. Seeing Theodore's reaction, Cynthia panicked. "Theo, what do you mean? Are you not going to

health. You won't be in immediate danger as long as you stay in good spirits." After tucking

asked suspiciously, "Why do I

"Unwilling to help you find a heart? Didn't

until now!" Cynthia seemed unaware that she was hitting

you know the longer this drags on, the worse it is for me! Have you never thought of using other methods

Anyone

buy a heart? A heart from someone they kidnapped, knocked out, stuffed into a car, taken to a

panicking. "Theo, that's not

you mean?"