Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 139

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and smiled coldly.

“Good on you, Theodore. I used to blame it on my imagination, since. I’ve never personally witnessed it for myself. I continue trusting that you’d have a line you wouldn’t cros But now that I’ve witnessed it for myself, I’ve seen through you. You’re nothing but a wicked bastard. I never want to see you again!”

Rosalie turned to leave.

Crying, kicking up a fuss and even scolding were pointless indeed. She didn’t want to remain entangled with him here.

“Wait,” Theodore said as he grabbed her arm.

He opened his mouth, as if trying to say something, but Sebastian lurched forward and grabbed Rosalie’s other arm. “Let her go!”

“What does this have to do with you? She’s my wife! Scram!”

Theodore barked.

Sebastian laughed, smirking. “Spencer, how dare you call her your

don’t need you pointing fingers

letting me go!” Rosalie snarled, flinging Theodore’s

you to be someone like this, and I’ve lost all hope in you. Do you know that I managed to get my hands on our resident. register from Grandma? Yet you disappeared

the divorce, you’ll continue fooling around with Cynthial anyway. That’s why you’re not

the resident register, Cynthia grew agitated. “What did you say? You’ve

grabbed Theodore’s hand, her heart filling with joy, as she

his arm.

hear that? She has the resident register. You two can file

He looked down,

it! We can officially be together after you file for a divorce, and no one else will have the right to point fingers at

the room who was happy. She