Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 91

“Also, Rose did indeed throw water at Cynthia. Don’t worry. It was just cold water. But I suppose that even cold water would make you feel unbearable pain, wouldn’t it?” said Sydney, her voice dripping with

sarcasm.

“Mom, don’t push me!” Theodore’s gaze grew increasingly darker.

“What did I do? I’m just stating the facts. It’s you who’s not listening. to the truth. Did you even listen to Rose when she tried to explain why she splashed water on Cynthia? No, you only listen to everything. Cynthia says.”

Cynthia started crying in bed. “Aunt, I know it’s my fault. It’s okay if you blame me, but please don’t make things difficult for Theo, okay? If you have any issues, take them out on me.”

“Shut up! Was I talking to you? You kept quiet when I asked you to speak, but you’re so eager to interfere when it isn’t your place. Don’t think I don’t know you’re trying to sow discord!” snapped Sydney.

“That’s enough!”

Theodore grabbed Sydney’s arm and pulled her out of the hospital room. Rosalie, who was still standing outside the room, quickly stepped forward when she saw her husband treating his mother so roughly.

“She’s your mother. If you can treat her like this, how far are you willing to go for Cynthia? You’re losing control!” Rosalie reprimanded.

He had changed. Was it Cynthia who had changed him, or had he always been like

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control? You all seem to have become victims now. But the one lying in a hospital bed is Cindy, not you!” Theodore

grabbed Rosalie’s arm. “Rose, go home. Lie in bed and be miserable, as though you’re at death’s door. Let’s see if

that. It’s not worth fighting for

said Rosalie.

have

without a man will cling to them

Theodore didn’t stop them.

wants to pick on Cynthia. By the way, Cynthia isn’t

you can ask her yourself. Tell her you’re willing to give

from Theodore, Rosalie couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. She didn’t sob out loud but just silently let the tears fall. Sydney didn’t stop her. When one

After a while, she wiped away her tears,

did you come to