Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Some time later, Rosalie realized that Jake was being rather sullen.

Each time she asked him whether something was wrong, he would brush her away, claiming that he was fine before running off.

It was a Saturday, and Rosalie didn't need to go to work. She was seated on the couch with a book when Chelsea ran over, her braids swaying behind her.

"Mommy, can you give me a hug?"

How could Rosalie say no to her adorable little daughter? She shut the book and said, "But of course. Come on over."

Rosalie opened her arms, very willing to show Chelsea affection.

Chelsea crawled up onto the couch happily, sitting on Rosalie's lap and diving into her embrace.

Jake happened to see it all.

Rosalie noticed Jake standing a short distance away and was about to say something to him when he ran off.

The smile on Rosalie's face faded as a look of worry took over.

At night, Rosalie put Chelsea under Theodore's care and went to Jake, wanting to speak to him alone.

"Jake, what's with you recently? Did I do something wrong?"

"No," Jake said as he fiddled with his toy robot.

Rosalie sat by his side. "What do you mean, 'no'? You've been sulking so much these days. Tell Mommy about it, won't you? If I've done wrong, I can certainly change," she said patiently.

"How are you going to change? You won't be able to change the fact that you love Chelsea so much," Jake complained.

Rosalie asked, perturbed, "Are you upset because I love Chelsea? But I love you, too."

"Who do you love most, me or Chelsea?" Jake asked.

Rosalie said, "I love both of you equally, I can't choose between one or the other."

"Not at all," Jake insisted. "You clearly love Chelsea more."

That was the reason why Jake had been feeling glum recently. He sensed that Mommy was closer to Chelsea and more polite and distant toward him.

Chelsea could boldly dive into Mommy's arms, but he was shy and didn't dare to do so.

He felt slightly jealous.

"Jake," Rosalie said as he gently put an arm around his shoulders. "I was pregnant with both you and Chelsea for nine months. I love you both

equally and I definitely don't the

anyone. But if I made you feet like I'm biased, I must have done something wrong. Why don't I spend the night with you tonight and tell you bedtime stories?"

Since Jake felt that way, Rosalie was certain that he was overthinking things and she must have done something to make him feel that way.

Jake might behave cheekily on the outside, but he had a sensitive soul.

"I'm a big kid. I can't sleep with my mom," Jake said, still holding onto his pride.

"A big kid is still Mommy's kid," Rosalie said, hugging him from behind. "At least let me read you bedtime stories and tuck you in bed."

Jake's cheeks flushed when Rosalie took the initiative to hug him. He didn't reject her but didn't hug her back either.

Rosalie kept her word and read him bedtime stories and coaxed him to sleep.

She returned to her room and saw that Theodore had managed to put Chelsea to bed, too.

Rosalie whispered something in Theodore's ears.

Theodore nodded, and they left the room hand-in-hand. They went to another empty room, intending to spend the night there.

They laid down on the bed, Rosalie snuggling up in Theodore's arms. "Theo, I think Jake probably thinks I'm neglecting him."

"How so? You're not neglecting him. You love him so much."

"I do, but I did spend the last five years apart from him. I've been living with Chelsea for the past five years and am naturally closer to her. She acts cute with me and asks for hugs all the time, but Jake is always so shy with me. It might cause us to feel distant with each other."

"How do you intend to deal with this?" Theodore asked. "Perhaps I can talk to him about it."

"Don't," Rosalie stopped him. "I have an idea. It's Sunday tomorrow, and I want to take Jake to the theme park."

"Sure, let's all go together."

"No," Rosalie said. "I'll bring Jakenoveldrama

there while you can take Chelsea et

We'll go separately so that I can focus on bonding with Jake while you can bond with Chelsea"

Theodore thought Rosalie's idea made a lot of sense. "Sure."

At the next moment, Theodore pinned Rosalie below his body and smirked. "Now

let me focus on bonding with you."

He eagerly tore her clothes off.

Rosalie started pleading with Theodore for mercy as the night went on.