Chasing My Pregnant Wife

When Theodore arrived home with Rosalie and Chelsea in tow, Jake was playing water guns with the servants.

The servants pretended to be afraid as they hid from Jake's sight.

Jake was having the time of his life when a voice interrupted him. "Jake."

He jumped up in fright at the sound of his father's voice and immediately hid the water gun behind his back.

Yet, when he turned around, he saw two people standing next to Theodore-a lady and a little girl.

Jake suddenly had a bad feeling about things as he looked wide-eyed at them.

"Jake," Rosalie said agitatedly as she looked at her son. She wanted to rush toward him, but was worried that it might frighten him.

Theodore took a few steps forward.

"Jake, do you still remember what I told you about how your mom is back?" He crouched down low and gently caressed Jake's head. "She is your mom, and that's your younger sister."

Jake's water gun fell on the floor with a thud.noveldrama

"Jake," Rosalie said in a trembling voice as she approached him. "I'm your mommy."

Jake took many steps back and suddenly yelled, "I don't have a mommy!"

With that, he turned and ran up the stairs, locking himself up in his room.

"Jake!"

Rosalie could no longer hold herself back as she chased after him all the way to his room. She knocked lightly on the door.

"Jake, it's all my fault for leaving you for so many years. Please open the door, won't you? Let's talk. I can understand if you hate and resent me. Can you please tell me what I can do to make it up to you?"

Rosalie asked through sobs, putting both palms on the door.

Theodore walked over with Chelsea in his arms.

"Mommy," Chelsea called as she hugged Rosalie's legs.

Rosalie caressed her daughter's head and turned to look at Theodore. "Theo, I'd like to stay here for a while. Could you please bring Chelsea elsewhere to play?"

Theodore nodded and carried Chelsea in his arms again.

"Chelsea, I'll bring you out for a stroll. We'll come back later."

Chelsea nodded obediently.

After the two of them left, Rosalie sat on the floor with her back against the door. "Jake, Mommy left you behind for so many years. I've let you down. I'll never leave you again from now on."

Rosalie initially had her doubts about how long she would stay in this place, but

now that she saw Jake, she could no longer hold herself back.

How could she possibly leave her son again?

Her heart was torn in two when she heard Jake yell that he didn't have a mommy

so loudly. Endless guilt swallowed her whole.

However, the boy in the room never answered her.

There was a lump on the bed, and it was trembling. Jake hid himself in the sheets, and his whole body was shaking. Rosalie stopped talking and simply sat at the door silently.

Theodore carried Chelsea to the garden downstairs. "Chelsea, your brother has quite a temper. Give him some time."

"Mr. Spencer, does my brother not want to see Mommy?"

Theodore nodded. "Yes, but he'll come around and accept your mommy because

I know that he really missed his mommy over the years."

Theodore held Chelsea's little hand. "Tell me, how have you and Mommy been over the past few years?"

"Mommy works very hard, sometimes into the middle of the night. She doesn't rest even when she falls ill," Chelsea said.

Pain throbbed in Theodore's chest. "I'm sure it's not easy for her to take care of you all alone."

Hesitation flashed past his eyes, but he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Chelsea, has your mommy ever had a boyfriend over the years?"

"Boyfriend?" Chelsea shook her head. "No, but there were a few uncles who tried pursuing Mommy."

Theodore's brows furrowed. "A few uncles? How many?"

Chelsea counted with her fingers and eventually opened a palm, stretching five fingers. "Five. One of them was very rich and gave Mommy many presents."

"Did your mommy accept them?" Theodore looked as though he had met his ultimate enemy.

"Mommy asked someone to send them back."

Theodore heaved a sigh of relief.

He crouched low and held Chelsea's hand. "Chelsea, I didn't mean to be fierce to your mommy earlier today.

I do feel a little angry because your

mommy left so suddenly many years ago."

"Are you still angry at her now, Mr. Spencer?"

Theodore smiled bitterly. "I don't know, but I know I will never hate your mommy."