Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

If the mysterious pregnancy and DNA test reports still left him with some doubts, hearing Justin's words in person—that Steve was indeed his son— completely erased any lingering suspicion. What replaced it was an overwhelming pain.

Theodore had once wondered what it would be like if Steve were his son. He had even wondered if Steve could possibly be his son.

However, thinking back to everything that had happened between him and Rosalie, he became afraid. He was afraid that if he thought too much about it, he might just be deluding himself. What would he do then?

After all, when they met in Melrine, he had seen Rosalie, Sebastian, and Steve eating together at a restaurant. Theodore had watched as Sebastian and Steve interacted like father and son. His first instinct was that Rosalie and Sebastian had a child together.

And Rosalie hadn't denied it. She had implicitly accepted it, which led Theodore to believe that Steve was indeed Sebastian's son.

Theodore thought about his interactions with Steve, and how the boy had innocently called him "Dad." Maybe Steve was just too young to understand, and said it without much thought. But now, looking back at those words, it seemed prophetic. He truly was Steve's father.

Theodore's body felt as heavy as a stone. His face was pale, his lips were cracked, and beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Each breath brought a sharp pain, as though countless needles were stabbing into his chest.

why didn't you tell me from

didn't she tell you?" Justin retorted. "Don't you know why? I heard you were divorcing her for another woman. You were about to divorce her, and she

and shouted uncontrollably. "If she had told me, I

"Heh." Justin suddenly laughed.

you

isn't a woman without dignity. You were going to divorce her for another woman. Why would she use the child to keep you around? Why don't you try to see it from her perspective? Can you imagine how agonizing it was for her to keep this secret? In

he stared into the distance, as if trying to find an

me when there

there was Cynthia, and then there was Aurora. How could she tell you? Theodore, you only care about the fact that Rose

about how have you hard it was for her to raise

so unreasonable, do you think she wouldn't have told

smile was neither joyful nor