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.

eyes, smiling faintly. “I was just being foolish, worrying about him so much. What a

Cynthia yesterday, which probably meant that she had been sick again. That was why Theodore didn’t get enough sleep and

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driving while tired.

would do anything for Cynthia. What did his own life matter? Cynthia’s

her friend so heartbroken,

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

am I stupid? Still foolishly worrying about him. I’m

stupid. You’re just too kind. That

in the future.”

Steph. I learned my lesson the hard

marry someone without thinking,

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

nodded, leaning into her friend’s embrace.

her pack up her things. After some rest, Rosalie was in much better condition. The next step was to

on the room door.

Sebastian walking in with a bouquet

you here?”