Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 50

“If you’re talking about our home, then you sit in the passenger seat and I’ll drive you back. But if you’re talking about Cynthia’s place, I’ll have the driver take you there now.

“Either way, you’re not driving. What if you hit someone on the road?” Rosalie said with furrowed brows.

“Hah,” Theodore scoffed lightly. “So, you’re not worried about me, but about strangers being hit by me.”

Rosalie frowned. “Shouldn’t I be worried about that? Drunk drivers deserve to get into accidents, but the innocent people they hit don’t.”

His anger flaring up, Theodore grabbed his wife’s slender shoulder and demanded, “Deserve it? Are you saying it’s my fault?”

“I was just giving an example. You haven’t drunk and driven, have you?

Rosalie pushed him away forcefully. “Where do you want to go? Speak up!”

After suddenly taking off his suit jacket and angrily throwing it to the ground, Theodore impatiently opened the passenger door and got into the car. It seemed like he was intending to head back to his and Rosalie’s home.

Rosalie sighed helplessly, picking up the discarded suit jacket from the ground. She settled into the driver’s seat and tossed his jacket onto the backseat.

Looking at her husband slumped in the passenger seat, Rosalie reminded him, “Buckle up.”

remain motionless, Rosalie shook her

exasperation on

drunk enough to be unable

“Hmm…”

grabbed the back of her head, and before she realized it,

ambushed her!

feel dizzy. Worried about the effect on the baby,

asked, “What

his eyes as his lips curled into a smile. “Didn’t

seatbelt, not trying

is that so?” Theodore shrugged innocently. “I had no

man didn’t know. He had some nerve! He was

vent. After all, they were still husband and wife. If he wanted to kiss her, she couldn’t

the car in front of their home. After getting out, Rosalie handed the keys to the butler and asked him to park the car in the

house with Theodore.