Chasing My Pregnant Wife



Chapter 128

The evasive look in Rosalie's eyes displeased Theodore even more.

"It's not as if you've never seen my naked body before," he said.

Rosalie remained silent as she stood up. She then said, "Please...continue with your bath. I'll head out first."

She was about to leave the washroom, when she suddenly slipped and fell backward.

"Ahh!"

Rosalie shricked, and instinctively wrapped her arms around her belly.

The next second, she was caught in a wide, warm embrace. The two of them fell into the tub with a splash.

Rosalie's entire body was immersed in cold water. She trembled as she began struggling in the water. Although she was still dressed, her body was pressed tightly against his, and she could feel every curve on his body.

Theodore carried Rosalie out of the water and out of the washroom.

Rosalie was still shivering from the cold. She hugged him tight and pressed her pale, petite face against his chest, trying to absorb the warmth emanating from his body.

After returning to the room, Theodore immediately removed her wet clothes and threw them aside. Very soon, her body laid bare before him.

Seeing her fair, dewy skin made him look even more oppressed than before. He swallowed past his constricted throat as he felt the fire in his chest burn even brighter. His body was on the verge of explosion.

Rosalie was so frightened by the turn of events, she quickly wrapped herself up with the sheets as she continued shivering. It had been a while since they saw each other naked like this. Thinking that, she shut her eyes tight.

Theodore looked down at himself, before walking to the wardrobe and getting changed into sleepwear.

When he came out, he threw a nightgown in Rosalie's direction.noveldrama

Rosalie turned when she heard a movement by her ears, and saw the nightgown on the bed. It was pink with lace, and looked like sexy lingerie.

"Why... Why did you grab something like this? Are there no other sleeping gowns available?" Rosalie grumbled. Wouldn't this make things worse for him?

"I could only find sleeping gowns in such a design in the wardrobe. You can stay naked if you don't want to wear it."

Heaven knows how much self-control he had to exert to stop himself from pouncing on her.

Only sleeping gowns in such a design?

Why would Grandma have such clothes in her house? What's more, they looked brand-new. Could she have specifically prepared these clothes for them...?

Rosalie lamented inwardly that Rebecca was too scheming for her own good.

She thought she had been scheming the entire day just to get her hands on their resident register. As it turned out, old is gold. Instead of getting her hands on their resident register, they had both fallen into Grandma's trap.

Rosalie wrapped herself up tightly in the sheets like a cocoon, and curled up on the bed. Looking up, realizing that the cold water bath just now hadn't done a thing for Theodore. His eyes looked even more blood-shot, on the verge of spitting fire.

She heard that not getting any relief in such circumstances was detrimental to a man's health.

Thinking again, they were still as husband and wife. They had done the deed many times before. Suddenly, the thought of doing it just one more time not such a big deal after all.

Rosalie gradually released the sheets wrapped around her, and allowed it to slide down from her body.

She looked at Theodore with an innocent gaze, looking mesmerizing.

"Theodore, we're still husband and wife right now. If you really want to, then..."

She pulled off the sheets completely from her body.

"I can help you in any way you need, but can you please...not go all the way?"