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.

their resident register, she could feel herself

you guys have a plan

just didn’t get it. Grandma’s been guarding her room very closely recently, and

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about it

what with two women bugging him

at

I’ve waited for you for way too long. How

as she spoke. She

the couch, and rushed to her bedside

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

made it impossible for him to please both parties at the same time. He wondered

business, but in matters of the

of her head and reminded. her,

calm, yet helpless tone told Cynthia that she would get nothing. out of continuing with her tantrum. Since he failed to get their resident register, filing for a divorce was

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