Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

The treatment lasted about an hour, after which Sebastian left the room.

After completing the MRAD treatment, the doctors always suggested not going back home right away. Instead, they recommended taking a walk in open spaces and enjoying the scenery, as it would benefit the brain. "Seb, how do you feel after this treatment?" Rosalie asked.

Sebastian gazed at her, suddenly overwhelmed with heartache. He took her hand and said, "You've suffered."

Rosalie was puzzled. "What do you mean? I haven't suffered."

"No, you have. It was all because of Theodore."

Rosalie stiffened. "You..."

"I remember Theodore now," Sebastian said. "He hurt you."

Sebastian pulled her into his arms, his heart aching.

"How could he treat you like that? He even slept with another woman at that estate! I remember we disguised ourselves as wait staff and caught them in the act. How could he do this? You're so wonderful. Why did he hurt you like that?" "Sebastian..." It was good that Sebastian was recovering some of his memories, but they all seemed to be bad ones.

She gently patted Sebastian's back. "That's all in the past. I'm divorced now, so it doesn't matter anymore."

"But to me, it feels like it just happened yesterday," Sebastian let go of her, his eyes red. "It breaks my heart. He's not worthy of you."

"Don't be sad." Rosalie comforted him. "It's all behind me now. I don't feel the pain anymore."

Sebastian could recover some

held her hand tightly, refusing to let go. "Rose, can I hold your hand like

he needed to draw strength from her, or he couldn't go on. Every time he finished this

memories from the past, but for Sebastian, who had just regained them, they felt like

doctor had explained this to Rosalie, advising that whenever Sebastian regained some painful memories, she, as his

reddened eyes, Rosalie couldn't bear to refuse

his treatment and suddenly remembered these painful memories. His heart must be heavy, and she would help him get through it. "You're

yet her naivety pained him

the stroller with one hand while holding her

baby in the stroller was tranquil, not making a

strolled down the street like a

a second look at the adorable baby in

the bustling scene before her, she suddenly

the streets filled with hurried pedestrians as if bringing a

gentle breeze wafted through

brushing against

the crowd's chatter created a unique symphony, the hallmark

the way. When it was noon,

had made a

at this