Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sometimes, life was full of unexpected twists and turns. Rosalie and Theodore’s relationship was like a rollercoaster, full of ups and

downs both before and after their divorce.

She didn’t understand whether their relationship was something that could never be cut off and resolved, or if it was an entanglement destined in their fate.

Lying in his arms, Rosalie felt a whirlwind of emotions. She lifted her hand again to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Theodore’s heavy breathing gradually calmed down as he lowered his head, greedily inhaling the familiar, comforting scent of the woman in his arms.

What was once easily accessible had now become a luxury. This might be his last chance to indulge in this feeling.

Slowly, Theodore released her. Rosalie felt his arms loosen, and gave a resigned smile as she tried to get up.

“I… Ah!” she cried out as her foot slipped, causing her to tumble back into his arms.

Theodore tried to catch her, but it was too late. She fell face–first, her head landing on his lap.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she pressed her hands against his legs, trying to push herself up. But whether from

nervousness or sheer mortification, her legs gave out, and she ended up hitting her head again.

Theodore grunted, and reached out to help her. He wasn’t sure what would happen if this continued. Just as he touched her shoulder to pull her up, they heard a voice from the doorway.

“Theo, your grandmother asked me to check on…”

The voice abruptly stopped. Rosalie’s eyes shot open, her mind going blank as if struck by lightning. They both turned to look at the door.

There stood Wesley and Sydney, who were staring at them in shock.

The four stood there, staring at each other in stunned silence. The atmosphere was thick with awkwardness. Sydney quickly averted her eyes and turned away, and Wesley followed suit, turning with his wife.

“You two… Seriously! It’s broad daylight. At least close the door,” Wesley muttered. They had seen the door open and walked in, only to be met with this scene.

How embarrassing! Young people these days… There were no words to describe it.

Sydney cleared her throat. “Let’s not disturb them. We’ll wait outside.”

With that, she led the way out. Wesley chuckled awkwardly, and followed his wife. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Rosalie quickly stood up, calling after them in a panic, “Wait! It’s a misunderstanding! It’s not what you think!”

She rushed to block their path, “Really, it’s not what it looks like, I was just…”

Sydney, looking tense, interrupted, “What’s that in your hand?”

Rosalie looked down at the damp tissue in her hand, her eyes widening in realization. Sydney took a step back, covering her mouth in shock, her expression as if she’d seen a biohazard.

“Honestly, airing your private matters in front of us like this is a bit too much.”

Seeing her in–laws‘ embarrassed expressions, Rosalie felt her own.

embarrassment multiply. The more she tried to explain, the more. flustered she became, until she could barely form coherent sentences.