Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 121

Theodore’s warm breath brushed against Rosalie’s cheek, making it hard for her to breathe. She blushed and turned her head away to avoid his breath, her heart racing.

“Do you even know what you’re saying?”

He was probably drunk.

Theodore’s alcohol–laden breath wafted over her face. He was indeed drunk, but it was a fuzzy kind of drunk. His consciousness still clear.

“I know what I’m saying. The real question is, do you know what -you’re saying? I can practically smell how jealous you are.”

He chuckled lightly, his eyes looking at her as if she were a child.

“Who’s jealous?” Rosalie pushed against his chest forcefully. “Let go of me. I’m not jealous because of you! If you want to help her change clothes, go ahead. It’s none of my business.”

After all, she was about to divorce this man.

“If it’s none of your business, why bring it up? And why mimic her words only to say you’re not jealous now?”

He would be damned if she wasn’t jealous. Her eyes were almost tearing up from how bitter she was acting.

want a divorce, but you waste time with Cynthia. Plus, you still

stared at her in silence for a moment. “I just don’t want

You were delayed

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it’s out of your control. But with Cynthia, there’s probably someone taking care of her. Why bother rushing there? If you had come earlier, maybe you’d have

an important moment,

chuckled, his large hand gripping her chin lightly. ” Don’t worry. The divorce

worried. What did he know

couldn’t be bothered to explain further. She crouched down, and

arms were empty now, his hands bracing against the wall. He sighed, then lowered his hands and stumbled into the

in the dining room, Rebecca asked, “Rose, is

seemed to sense some subtle tension between

down, her expression unreadable. “There’s nothing wrong between me and Theo,

what Theodore had said after Rosalie left, then looked at