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.”

the other end, a woman asked in confusion, “Who is

What can I do for

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

she remained calm. “He’s already asleep. Whatever it

then.” Cynthia hung

table. She thought of leaving but changed her mind and lay down

her instantly and filled her with a familiar feeling she cherished. After the divorce, this embrace would no

Rosalie whispered softly. She held Theodore’s face

on, those words belong to someone

inhaling his scent. Opportunities like this were few and far between. Soon,

“Happy birthday.”

was half–asleep, and a sentence seemed to echo in her ears. But she couldn’t make out what it

day, Rosalie woke up to find herself still lying in Theodore’s arms. It felt incredulous,