Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 132

After Rosalie hung up, Theodore placed his phone by the side with a cold expression. He sat back down on the couch in the ward.

He took the medicine that the doctor prescribed him, and felt better with his body temperature going down.

“Theodore, what’s the matter? You don’t look too good,” Cynthia said, sensing that the call was from Rosalie.

“I’m fine. Go get some rest.”

“Theodore, how’s things going with the resident register? You haven’t. told me whether you’ve gotten them already.”

She had been waiting expectantly for an entire day. She event anxiously asked Theodore about it when he entered the ward, but he hadn’t told her anything about it until now.

Theodore replied, “We didn’t get it.”

He didn’t exude much emotion in his reply. There was no anger, frustration or regret.

“What?!”

Cynthia started panting upon hearing Theodore’s reply. She had sensed that something was wrong the moment Theodore walked in, but continued clinging to the last vestige of hope.

finally heard from him that he couldn’t get their resident register, she

you guys have a plan for

closely recently, and we couldn’t

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about

exhausted, what with two women bugging

a divorce at the

waited for you for way too long. How long more are you going to make me wait? I don’t even know

catch her breath as she spoke. She

rushed to her bedside to pat her back. Concerned, he asked, “How are you

me, how much longer must I wait? Will I never stand a chance? Will I never get to be your wife?

to please both parties at the same time. He wondered what he had to do to make them

his business, but in matters of the heart, he

her head and reminded. her, “It’s getting late. Go to

her tantrum. Since he failed to get their resident register, filing for a divorce was impossible right now. Throwing a tantrum wouldn’t help things, and

wiped the tears away from her face, and looked up to say, Can you stay here