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.

because you drank so much. No matter how

work. Now, even the smell

stood in front of her. He suddenly gripped her shoulder and pressed her

we can’t have

looked up, and gave

talking about out of

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bad. You threw up when I stopped the car suddenly, and you threw up when I

if trying

heart pounded. She was worried Theodore might

forget 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

the mention of

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

outspoken when drunk. The things he said to Rebecca in the dining room, and now to Rosalie, were not something he would normally