Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Half a month flew by.
Many things happened during that period, but everything was progressing smoothly.
Justin, Sydney, and Wesley were all discharged. Rosalie was slowly adapting to work life. Theodore had seemingly returned to
normal, busy with what he was supposed to do. He no longer looked despondent, but he avoided Sydney whenever she looked
him up.
There was still a barrier erected between the mother and son.
Sebastian had fled and no one knew where he was right now.
Rosalie was taking a break from work over the weekends and sat in front of her laptop, brainstorming for her book.
Before this, she had consulted the author.
The author shared her own experiences genuinely.
She wanted to write about complicated financial knowledge only a select few would be interested in, but if she wanted to appeal
to the masses, she had to make complicated jargon easy to understand, so much so that even an uneducated vegetable grocer
could get it.
She wanted to avoid fancy terminologies, unnecessary rhetorics, and complicated ideas. She was gunning for accurate and
professional knowledge written in a clean and straightforward manner, which one could read and understand at a glance.

That was exactly what Rosalie wanted. She wanted to write a book that everyone would find easy to understand, a finance-
related book without barriers.
"Mama, mama....." Steve stood up in his cot.
"What is it?" Rosalie turned around to ask.
"Thirsty, water."
"Okay."

Rosalie was getting tired from brainstorming and shut off her laptop. She approached Steve and carried him in her arms. "Let's
get you some water and some fresh air."
She brought Steve downstairs for some water before taking him out. Just as they were about to walk out of the door, Theodore
appeared.
"Rose."
"Theo, you're back."
He received a work call early in the morning and left in a rush. It was afternoon now.
Theodore's arms were at his back, as if hiding something.
"What is that behind your back?" Rosalie asked.
"Make a guess." Theodore looked tenderly at her.
Rosalie shook her head. "I can't. Just tell me."
Theodore pulled out a stalk of rose. from behind him. He had seen a elling flowers along the streets, and bought one.

Rosalie might have found this sudden moment of romance a pleasant surprise in the past before they got divorced, but now...
The stunned look on her face disappointed Theodore. "It's fine if you don't like it. I can give it to Steve instead."
"It's not that I don't like it," Rosalie said as she took the stalk of rose. "Thank you for the flower."
Upon seeing Rosalie accept his flower, Theodore smiled. "Rose, let's catch a movie tonight at the cinema." "We have a cinema
right at home and can watch a movie right here. What movie do you want to watch?"
"I want to go out and watch a movie, and take a stroll outside."
Rosalie could sense something from Theodore's words. He was clearly asking her out on a date.
She was staying with him out of convenience. She thought that having both parents by Steve's side was a good thing for him, but
she had never considered reconciling with Theodore.

She wanted to reject his offer for a date, but the thought of Theodore's dour mood and what happened recently made her worry
that he might get upset if she were to reject him.
Theodore could guess from Rosalie's hesitation what she was thinking.
"It's alright, I won't force you if you don't want to go. Let's forget it."
"I didn't mean that. I can go with you if you like."
"Really?" Theodore's dull eyes lit up.
Rosalie nodded. It wasn't a bad thing, getting some fresh air with him.
"But Theo, there is something I must make clear. Going out with you doesn't mean that we..."
"I know," Theodore said, clearly knowing what she wanted to say. "I won't overthink things."
Rosalie heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay."
"Dada, Mama." Steve smiled as he clapped gleefully.
Theodore approached him and caressed his head tenderly. "We'll always be by your side, sweet Stevie."
Rosalie looked up at Theodore, her heart heavy.