Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Theodore looked down, and nodded as gently as he could. "I admit that I do feel guilt toward you, but...I don't love you."

Cynthia pulled the sheets open with a whoosh, and rushed to the windows.

Theodore immediately chased after her. "Cindy!"

He shot out like an arrow toward Cynthia, and grabbed her arm.

Cynthia charged forward stubbornly. "Let me go! Let me go!"

"Cindy, don't be like this!" Theodore pulled her back hard.

"No, just let me die! What's the point of living? Let me die, let me go!"

and threw herself into his embrace as Theodore pulled her back. She hugged him tight, and buried her head in his chest. "You can't treat me like this," she said through sobs. "You can't be like this! You said you

managed to survive, and this is how you treat me? What's the point of surviving? Just let me die! Let me die!" Theodor grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her away from his embrace. He asked

him with tear-filled eyes. "Do you even need to

marry me and be Mrs. Spencer, even

you. No-I can give you so much of it and I'll still have endless love for you, because nothing in this world can compare with the love I have

down in

his

only thing he saw was

He couldn't see any hope of reconciling with

make preparations, and we'll hold our

in disbelief

for real, but each time she asked something like that,