Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 14

Theodore’s long eyelashes fluttered, then he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Rosalie gently nudged his shoulder. No response. It seems this drunkard was alternating between being sober and being out of it.

Rosalie had no choice but to resort to slowly feeding him mouth–to- mouth. Theodore didn’t open his eyes again but swallowed

everything. When he was done, Rosaline wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

Seeing Theodore sleeping soundly, she tucked him in and headed to the bathroom. After showering and drying off, Rosalie stood by the bed, staring at Theodore for a while. Since they were getting divorced, sleeping together didn’t seem appropriate.

She was about to go to the next room to sleep when suddenly, the phone on the bedside cabinet started vibrating.

Rosalie picked up the phone to see the caller ID showing Cynthia’s

name.

Her heart skipped a beat. Thinking of the past, Rosalie suddenly felt an impulse. She answered the call, putting the phone to her ear.

“Hello.”

end, a woman asked in confusion, “Who

What can

Theo,” said Cynthia. She sounded polite, and there was warmth in her voice when she

acted, but she remained calm. “He’s already

then.” Cynthia

of leaving but changed her mind and

embrace enveloped her instantly and filled her with a familiar feeling she cherished.

She held

last time I address you in this way. From now on, those words belong to someone else. When the woman you truly love calls you that,

greedily inhaling his scent.

“Happy birthday.”

to echo in her ears. But she couldn’t make out what it was. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she didn’t want to

woke up to find herself still lying in Theodore’s arms.