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.

him that he couldn’t get their resident register, she could feel herself on the

Didn’t you

recently, and we couldn’t find the chance to

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talk about

with two women bugging

divorce at the same

long. How long more are you

couldn’t catch her breath as she spoke. She clutched.

immediately stood up from the couch, and rushed to her bedside to pat her back. Concerned, he asked,

his waist. “Tell me, how much longer must I wait? Will I never stand a

it impossible for him to please both parties at the

the best decision in his business, but in matters of

a long time, he gently patted the back of her

tantrum. Since he failed to get their resident register, filing

away from her face, and looked up