Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 39

Wesley turned his head. “What’s the matter? You’re really something, always eyeing something else while not being satisfied with what you already have.”

Theodore was momentarily at a loss for words, but still unwilling to relinquish Rosalie’s hand.

Cynthia gritted her teeth, a hint of unwillingness flashing in her eyes as she put on another pitiful act.

“Uncle, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry, I-”

“Since you know it’s all your fault, then just kill yourself already,” Wesley ruthlessly interrupted her.

Rosalie was shocked. In fact, she hadn’t met her father–in–law many times, and was quite afraid of him. He rarely smiled, and Rebecca didn’t mention him much either. All she knew was that her father–in- law and his wife seemed to have a bad relationship. The couple lived separately, which made Rosalie think her father–in–law didn’t value marriage much.

A shocked Cynthia’s lips trembled. “I…”

“Dad, you’re going too far.” Theodore frowned, his voice icy. “It’s not. Cindy’s fault, it’s all my fault. Blame me if you want to blame

someone.”

Theodore. “Go ahead. The window is open, isn’t it? Jump out and

by his

grabbed his arm, shaking her

die? Didn’t you both admit it was your fault? Then, die together,” Wesley said impatiently, showing no mercy.

astonishment. She hadn’t expected him. to be

with the other party in a conflict, they

Wesley was drawing

Rosalie felt a hint of satisfaction: Finally, there

The atmosphere became tense.

and her husband at the same time, felt the scene was

their grasp and said,

turned and walked out. Just as Theodore was about to call her back,