Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Stephanie stormed into Rosalie’s hospital room, visibly upset.

“Steph, how is he?” asked Rosalie, who had been waiting anxiously.

“You still care about that jerk? Don’t you know he’s living happily now?! “Stephanie snapped.

“What do you mean?” Rosalie frowned, puzzled. “Isn’t he injured? Is it serious?”

“See for yourself.”

Stephanie handed her phone to Rosalie, so her friend could watch the video she had recorded. After watching it from start to finish,

Rosalie’s fingers seemed to lose all strength as the phone slipped from her hand, falling onto the bed.

With Cynthia by Theodore’s side, how could anything happen to him? Whenever Cynthia shed a tear, he softened. He was always gentle with that woman.

In contrast, his treatment of his own wife was like a see–saw. He was sometimes sweet, sometimes cold, leaving Rosalie unsure of his true feelings. Even a brother wouldn’t behave like that towards his sister.

“You’re still worried about him, but he’s doing just fine,” said Stephanie, taking her phone back.

Rosalie wiped away the tears falling from her eyes, smiling faintly. “I was just being

spent the whole day with Cynthia yesterday, which probably meant that she had been sick again. That was why Theodore didn’t get enough

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driving while tired.

What did his own life matter?

heartbroken,

by the bed, comforting Rosalie, “Don’t worry about him. anymore. He’s fine now. You

Still foolishly worrying about him. I’m such an

not stupid. You’re just too kind. That guy is a jerk. Who hasn’t been hurt by jerks in this world? Just be more

in the future.”

you, Steph. I learned my lesson the hard way. You,

someone without thinking,

Now, are you ready to start a new life?” Stephanie said, seeming like a

nodded, leaning into her

the hospital, and Stephanie was helping her pack up her things. After some rest, Rosalie was in much better

on the room door. Rosalie

walking in

you