Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

“You’re hurt,” said Theodore, staring at his wife’s wrist.

The abrasion on her wrist was shallow, but it seemed deeply etched in his eyes.

“I’m fine. I’ll put on a Band–Aid later. You go ahead and take a shower.”

“Let’s shower together.”

Theodore looked up and calmly gazed at her. He said those words as naturally as he had brought up getting a divorce.

Throughout their marriage, the couple often showered together, and sometimes, they couldn’t resist…

Staring into Theodore’s dark eyes, Rosalie felt flustered and confused, but she still forcefully pulled her hand away.

“It’s fine. You go ahead and shower.”

Since they had chosen to get divorced, there was no point in being tender to each other now.

Theodore’s hand was suddenly empty. When he returned to his senses, Rosalie had already left the room.

walked into the room carrying a bowl of soup,

check on him, only to find an amusing

bathtub. His clothes were strewn on the floor, and his phone was

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and gently nudging her

“Theo.”

disturbed from his slumber. Behaving like a grumpy child, he ignored her, pushing her hand away

had seemingly forgotten that he was in a bathtub, not a bed. When he turned, he plopped right into

Splash!

clothes. She wiped the water off her face and quickly reached out to pull Theodore out of the bathtub, afraid the drunken

“Theo, wake up!”

he still hadn’t sobered up! If she had come in

for ten years. She had never seen the high and mighty, handsome CEO in such a sorry

bathtub. Half dazed, he stumbled out of the bathroom

bed to feed him the soup. Just as he took a sip, he spat it out like a

wipe his mouth. “Why did you

his eyes closed

couldn’t help but laugh at him, asking,

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