Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Aurora's kisses landed on Theodore's face again and again, but he gave her no response. He simply laid there unmovingly like a puppet.

Aurora started tearing his suit away from him like a mad woman.

"Theodore Spencer, you're not a man! You're not!"

She did all she could to try to tempt him.

But even after all their clothes were in disarray and after leaving her marks on his hard chest, he expressed no emotions and gave no response whatsoever.

The scene looked very much like she was forcing herself on him.

Aurora sat on him, staring at him with tears streaming down her face.

"Is Rosalie Young the only woman you'll respond to in this entire world?" she cried.

Theodore finally shifted his gaze to Aurora. He lifted a hand, gently wiped the tears from her face, and finally spoke.

"What's the point?"

"Theo!" Aurora grabbed his hand and put it to her cheeks. "I'm willing, I really am! Take me, won't you? I'm begging you... Even....even if you throw me aside like a tool afterward. As long as it makes you feel better!"

see him go on like this any further. He was losing all hope in life. If her body could distract him from his sorrow

looks of it, he

intimate and close to each other. His long,

waist today, as if venting his anger on it. That was probably what left a

the bruise gently. "Does

time he touched a

her head. "No, not one

would hurt her. Even if it did, she was willing to bear with it. Theodore

her

you say it doesn't

face turning red with indignance. "Why did

who I am.

her arms around

en

love you and treat you like a tool, throwing you aside after

I take you, it's only because I'm taking you as a replacement. I'll even call her name.

I really

want to take me, I' let you! don't mind no matter whose