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.

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

happen? Didn’t you guys have a

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more do I have to wait?” Cynthia started crying. “Theodore, I’ve waited for you for way too long. How long more are

she spoke. She clutched. her chest,

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

I wait? Will I never stand a chance? Will I never

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

to make the best decision in his business, but in matters of

her head and reminded. her,

out of continuing with 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

face, and looked up to say, Can you stay here