Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 183

Theodore wanted to turn on the light to see if she was crying, but in the end, he refrained.

Instead, he gently held her hand and rubbed it lightly as he whispered softly in her ear, “I’ve said it before. I’ll keep my distance from her.”

“Does that mean you won’t go there anymore?” Rosalie asked.

But how could Theodore completely give up on Cynthia? That would be like signing his own death warrant, wouldn’t it?

“Rose, are you jealous?” He noticed a hint of sourness in her voice.

Feeling her jealousy, his vanity as a man seemed to be satisfied.

“Jealous of what? I’m definitely not,” Rosalie denied.

Theodore chuckled softly, and kissed her cheek. “Then why do I smell something sour?”

Blushing, Rosalie smiled shyly. “I don’t know. I’m tired. I want to sleep.

She didn’t want to answer any more of his questions. Saying too much would only make her seem too concerned about him. If he caught on, he’d tease her again.

further. He smiled knowingly, and wrapped his arms

first time he hadn’t

called him.

for a few days. The doctor

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at home, and not

he had been at home with Rosalie–a rare opportunity for the couple to

rarely saw Theodore on weekdays, as he was always busy. Plus, after their recent falling out, they had seen even less of

But now, their

more unreasonable demands, and

Theodore to see if he had truly changed. If he really wanted to

it was all just a temporary

occasionally, asking if

the fact that they were going to divorce. He simply told

was busy lately, which earned him a scolding

that Rebecca was secretly pleased that they were

answered; each time,

come over.

when Cynthia called again, he didn’t pick

a nagging feeling. Had Theodore really cut