Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Eight hours ago, at ten in the morning, Theodore was still at Sydney's place. He was lying on Sydney's couch and groggy with sleep.

He slowly opened his eyes. He was having a splitting headache, and was still tightly wrapped up in a blanket. It was even tied up with a rope, as if fearing the blanket might fall off him. Theodore looked at himself and then his surroundings in a daze. It was a living room that looked unfamiliar to him, but he knew where he was.

Memories from last night flooded back in his mind.

He came looking for his mother after getting drunk in the middle of the night... Like a three-year-old, he cried for comfort in his mother's arms, claiming to be bullied by others.

Theodore smacked his forehead hard.

How embarrassing!

He immediately untied the rope around the blanket, flung it aside, and stumbled into the washroom.

After cleaning himself up, he left the washroom, rummaged around his pocket, and searched everywhere before finding his phone hidden in a corner of the couch.

He picked it up, tapped on the screen, and saw multiple missed calls from the hospital. He was probably dead asleep, and didn't hear his phone ringing.

Theodore had a bad feeling about it, and called the number back.

"Hello, what's the matter?" The other party said something which made Theodore's face change. "What did you say? Okay, I'll head over now."

to

to Cynthia in

had caused her to have a high white blood cells count. Although

for the infection

her condition right now, she was out of time and

in line in the queue, there was no

the facts were laid bare before him and he had

cry when she saw Theodore standing by her bedside. Instead, she turned her face

her softly. "Cindy, I'm sorry. I've been so busy the past few days,

know that I'm

me. I've been waiting, and now, I'm about to die. You said you'd marry me. I'm about to die, and you still

doubtfully,

Don't you

he sent her last night. He didn't remember sending something

Or, could it be...?

Sydney must have sent

the one who sent that text. I was with my mother, and had

couldn't have possibly texted Cynthia