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.

drank so

to stop you, it didn’t work. Now, even

suddenly gripped her

you should know we can’t have children,

heart sank. She looked up, and

are you talking

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seems really bad. You threw up when I stopped the car suddenly, and you threw up when I drank. Tomorrow or the

as if trying to read something from

pounded. She was worried Theodore might suspect

we came here today. By tomorrow or the day after, we might already be divorced. I’ll handle my own affairs,

mention of divorce, Theodore

leaned closer. The scent of 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 something

might be a bit tipsy, but his mind is still clear. Compared to usual, he seemed more outspoken when drunk. The things he said