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.

“I was just being foolish, worrying about him so

had been spot on. Theodore had indeed spent the whole day with Cynthia yesterday, which probably meant that she had been sick again. That

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driving while tired.

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

her friend so heartbroken,

Rosalie, “Don’t worry about him. anymore. He’s fine now. You need to

foolishly worrying about him. I’m such an idiot,” Rosalie said

stupid. You’re just too kind. That guy is a jerk. Who hasn’t been hurt by

in the future.”

my lesson the hard way.

without thinking,

are you ready to start a new

leaning into

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

someone knocked on the room door.

Sebastian walking in with a bouquet

are you here?”