Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 120

“No, it’s nothing like that,” Rosalie said with a smile. “I just saw Theo drink so much. I’m not much of a drinker myself, so it made me feel queasy for a moment, I don’t want you to tell them because I’m afraid Grandma would worry.”

“Alright, Madam Rosalie. I won’t say anything. But are you really okay?

“I’m fine. I feel much better after throwing up. It’s all because Theo drank so much. It felt like I drank too.”

“Okay, I understand.”

The servant left the restroom, exiting from the left.

Rosalie turned to go right, but as she took a few steps, she suddenly saw a tall man appear behind her.

She was startled, and felt a bit guilty. “Theo? Why are you here?”

Theodore approached her slowly, a faint scent of wine lingering on him. “You threw up?”

Rosalie’s gaze shifted, realizing he had overheard her earlier conversation. She had to take control of the situation.

you drank so much. No matter

you, it didn’t work. Now, even the smell of

of her. He suddenly gripped

should know we can’t have

heart sank. She looked up,

are you talking about out

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bad. You threw up when I stopped the car suddenly, and you threw up when I drank. Tomorrow or the day after, I’ll take

as if trying to read

was worried

why we came here today. By tomorrow or the day after, we might already be divorced. I’ll handle my own affairs, and you have no right

of divorce, Theodore

alcohol was strong around him as he whispered warmly in her ear, “We’re not divorced yet, are we? What’s wrong with me caring about you? Or are you hiding

drunk. The things he said to Rebecca in the dining room, and now to