Chasing My Pregnant Wife

With a thermometer in her mouth, Rosalie looked tired but also pouty. It was kind of cute, yet really heartbreaking. When enough time had passed, Theodore took the thermometer from her mouth and checked the temperature.

Thirty–eight degrees. She had a slight fever.

Seeing this number, Theodore’s brow furrowed with worry. “I’ll take you to the hospital for some IV fluids.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“No, I don’t want to go to the hospital,” Rosalie firmly refused.

“But you have a fever, you need-”

“Theodore, why do you want to take me to the hospital again? You’ve already traumatized me. Don’t you remember? It’s because of you i ended up like this. What else do you want?”

Rosalie was deliberately being harsh as she was terrified of going to the hospital. If he found out she was pregnant, it would be a disaster.

Theodore paused, then said, “Okay, you don’t have to go to the hospital. I’ll have a doctor come over instead.”

“Anthony gave me medicine, and I’ve already taken it. I just want to sleep now.”

In actuality, Rosalie had only drank the water, and had thrown the medicine in the trash. Seeing the empty cup on the bedside table, Theodore sighed and placed his hand on his wife’s forehead.

“I’m sorry.”

Rosalie pushed his hand away and lay down in bed, turning away from him. Her eyes were slightly red as she chewed on her fingernail

and ignored him. What was the point of him apologizing now?

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Though he sighed again, Theodore sat by her bed for a long time. It was only when he noticed Rosalie finally drifting off to sleep that he carefully tucked her in and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, he was freshly showered.

It was raining outside, with strong winds blowing into the room through the open windows, causing the curtains to flutter. Rosalie seemed to be awake again, but in a daze. Coughing a few times, she was constantly tossing and turning as though she couldn’t find a comfortable position.

Theodore hurriedly closed the windows. He came to the bed and lay down next to Rosalie, pulling the blanket over her again. But she still seemed very uncomfortable, frowning deeply and constantly moving, never settling down.

Theodore could only lay there with her and hold her tightly, wrapping the blanket around her more securely. Growing more worried, he put his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature.

“Honey,” Rosalie suddenly murmured.

It seemed that she was calling out to him.

“I’m here, Rose,” Theodore said as he tightly held her hand.

Rosalie frowned, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. She snuggled into his embrace, holding him tightly

“Honey, where are you?”

“Rose, I’m right here beside you,” Theodore whispered gently in her ear, cradling her face.

“No, you’re gone. You always leave!”

Theodore felt a sudden pang in his heart.

Rose

“I hate you… I hate you!” Rosalie clenched her fists and pounded the man’s chest fiercely. “Thate you!”

Theodore closed his eyes in resignation. He planted a kiss on her forehead as she continued to hit his chest.

Rose, it’s all my fault.”

If he hadn’t impulsively dragged her out, she wouldn’t have caught a cold and wouldn’t have a fever. He wished he was the one who was

Eventually, Rosalie tired herself out and drifted off to a fitful sleep in his arms. After a while, Theodore got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Soon, he came out with a damp towel, placing it on her forehead to cool her down. He went back and forth, replacing the towel many times.

Finally, in the late hours of the night, Rosalie was finally peacefully fast asleep. Setting the towel aside. Theodore lay down next to her and tested her temperature again, then hugged her tightly.