Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 117

Alright Party up and sit down Buttere and conlly kept a

Theodore deliberately sat next to peale, profanding for b

“Grandine, you look even better than before Theodore arteand

“Don’t try to sweet talk me My good spirits are all thankes ke Roshe cheering me up You haven’t done anything You’ve only managed th angen the ”

Rebecca wasn’t holding back at all

Therardiore wasn’t offended the was very respectful to Rebecca, he knew then strictness was for his own good, so he didn’t truly get upset “Vien corry, Grandma I was wrong,” he apologized sincerely

“M’s good that you know that I’m going to punish you, then, Rebecca said, turning to Zane. ‘Get him a bottle of wine. Let us punish himself with three cups first

Soon, Zane brought a bottle of red wine. He poured it into a tail glass. and placed it in front of Theodore

“Grandma, Rosalie said hurriedly, he has to drive back later 11 wouldn’t be good for him to drink

he gets drunk, the driver will take him home,” Rebecca insisted, turning to Theodore. “What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to

Then, he lifted the glass and drank all the

worried. It seemed that Theodore really was going to punish himself with three cups, and Zane wasn’t holding

so much at once. Take it slowly. Grandma didn’t say you had to drink it all

did something

can’t you let him eat some food?” Rosalie tried to feed Theodore some food. “Here, have

him feel terrible later when

glass of wine had already gone into his stomach, the discomfort was

his mouth and ate the food she offered, then handed the tall

subtle interactions between

quarters of

alongside Rebecca for many years, Zane naturally had some respect from Theodore. However, he poured the wine according to Rebecca’s

increasingly anxious. She turned her head, and couldn’t help but complain, “Zane, why did you pour

Mogh it engebete a

plain her tone