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.

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

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been guarding her room very closely recently, and we

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about it

felt rather exhausted, what with two women bugging

at

you for way too long. How long more are you going to

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

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

“Tell me, how much longer must I wait? Will I never

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

business, but in matters of the heart, he seemed to

her head and reminded. her, “It’s

her tantrum. Since he failed to get their resident register, filing for a divorce was impossible right

the tears away from her face, and looked up