Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 171

Rosalie’s grip tightened over her phone, feeling miserable. Her heart. broke thinking about tears streaming down Rebecca’s old, wrinkled. face.

She had been keeping Rebecca company all this while, but she didn’t. even realize what Rebecca was feeling. And yet, Theodore did.

Perhaps she had misunderstood him all along. It wasn’t that he didn’t care about Grandma, he simply didn’t show his concern as explicitly as she did. He had never been an expressive person.

Her palms started sweating. “Are we going to just keep dragging things out?”

“I promise you that I’ll keep my distance from Cindy.”

Rosalie found that laughable. “Keep your distance? I can’t just turn a blind eye to what you two have already done!”

“Nothing happened between us!”

“Don’t bother explaining yourself. I saw it clearly with my own eyes.”

The image of them in the resort made pain pulsate through Rosalie’s heart.

“What you saw may not be the truth.“”

“What’s the truth, then?” Rosalie demanded. “Was it not true that your and Cynthia were locked in an embrace? Was it not true that you and her were lying on the same bed? Do you think I’m a three–year–old child?”

as if emphasizing even a single word would

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Theodore remained silent.

he was supposed to go straight, he chose to turn

usual route back home, and immediately asked, “Where

continued driving until he stopped

of the car, before going to the other side and opening her car

we?” Rosalie

her question once more, and repeated himself. Come

Theodore slammed the door shut, grabbed her hand, and brought her into the bungalow. He knew the passcode, and walked straight into

moment

“Is Cindy back?”

isn’t

back to your

to the hall, where she sat

looked around her. So this

that you and Cynthia are so close, you even know the passcode to her

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wonder she felt uncomfortable the moment she

them two cups of water, which she placed on the coffee table before taking her

bring me here? Tell me, or

when Theodore grabbed her arm. ” Wait… Wait

“Why?”