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

in the middle of

a high white blood cells count. Although the

reason for the infection remained

donor. Given the severity of her condition right now, she was out of time and had to have the surgery within the week. If she couldn't find a healthy heart donor, her chances of

in line in the queue, there was no suitable

laid bare before him

when she saw Theodore standing by her bedside. Instead, she turned her face away and refused to

her bedside, and called out to her softly. "Cindy, I'm sorry. I've been so busy the past few days,

that I'm about to

been waiting, and now, I'm about to die. You said you'd marry me. I'm about to die, and you still haven't fulfilled your promise. That's what the message you sent

doubtfully, "What

Don't you

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

Or, could it be...?

immediately knew what happened. Sydney must

I was with my mother, and had a drop too much. She must have texted you that

have possibly texted Cynthia something like