Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Late at night, Rosalie woke up from yet another nightmare. This time, however, she did not scream. Instead, her eyes snapped open, and her breathing was

rapid.

Theodore immediately rushed to her bedside. "Rose, did you have another nightmare?"

She hadn't had one in several days.

Rosalie turned on the lamp, surprised to see Theodore by her bed. "Theo, why didn't you go back to your room to sleep?"

"I was worried about you, so... Rose, I just want to stay with you. Did you have another nightmare?"

"Theo, I..."

"What is it, Rose? Do you have something to tell me?"

Rosalie shook her head. "Repeating those words over and over again doesn't really change anything. I just..."

"Theo." She gripped his hand tightly. "You must protect yourself well. Get more bodyguards."

"Alright, I promise you. I will protect myself, protect the baby, and protect you. I will never let you get hurt again."

He pulled Rosalie into his arms.

"By the way, Rose, I have something to tell you. Aurora, Angie, and Cynthia are dead. There was an outbreak of an infectious disease in prison, and they all died suddenly. Since the three of them shared a cell, they infected each other. Geoffrey also committed suicide in prison."

Rosalie was stunned upon hearing this. She lifted her head. "What did you say?"

Theodore cupped her face. "Now, all threats are gone. You don't have to worry anymore. No one will ever hurt us again."

"Did they really die from an infectious disease, and was it really suicide?"

Rosalie found it hard to believe. How could all four of them die at the same time? It was too much of a coincidence.

Theodore smiled gently and stroked her face. "Yes, it was indeed an infectious disease and suicide."

Rosalie wasn't sure if Theodore was telling the truth. If he was lying, then there was certainly another reason behind their deaths.

And if there was another reason, it would only make her feel even more guilty Theodore had done

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something to protect her, then she had still dragged him into this.

"Theo, I believe you."

They had died from disease and suicide-she had to believe that.noveldrama

Theodore let out a soft hum. "So you don't need to worry anymore. No one will harm us again."

Rosalie reached out and gently caressed Theodore's face. "Theo, thank you for everything you've done for me."

She took Theodore's hand and placed it on her belly.

"And thank you on behalf of the baby. If it weren't for you, this child wouldn't have survived."

If she were still in Sebastian's hands, the moment he found out she was carrying Justin's child, he would undoubtedly have forced her to get rid of it.

"This is my child, too," Theodore said seriously. "I believe Justin would also want his child to have a father."

"Theo, I..."

"Rose." Theodore interrupted her. don't expect anything from you. just want to stay by your side. Ket me take care of you and the baby. That's already enough for me."

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face. "Theo, let's pick a day to golon a trip. We don't have to go far, just somewhere in the countryside, to take a walk, enjoy the scenery, or even go camping."

Theodore nodded. "Of course. Do you have a place in mind?"

"Theo, let's go wherever you want. I'll go with you. We can bring Steve along. The three of us-no, the four of us."

She placed her hand on her belly. "The four of us will go together. You must

choose a place you like, somewhere you want to go."

"Alright, I'll plan it. Once everything is ready, I'll show you, and we can pick a date to go."

Rosalie let out a soft hum. "Okay, take your time."