Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 214

Theodore narrowed his eyes and snapped coldly, “And how is it appropriate for you to be here?! Don’t forget, you’re still a married woman!”

“Don’t forget, we’re getting divorced tomorrow,” Rosalie retorted.

“It’s today, not tomorrow,” Theodore snapped back.

He grabbed the iron gate, causing it to rattle. Rosalie instinctively took a few steps back, her face filled with fear.

Seeing the fear in her eyes, Theodore realized he had frightened her. He softened his tone, and released the gate.

“As long as we’re not divorced yet, you’re still Mrs. Spencer. What would people say about you staying overnight at another man’s place?

“Seriously?” Rosalie scoffed. “And what about you?! You’re a married man, but when another woman calls you, you rush to accompany her and stay out all night. What does that make you?”

“That’s different. Cindy was sick, I had to go to the hospital! What about you and Sebastian? I bet you two have been fooling around for ages!”

Rosalie’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened in shock. “What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever get involved with him? We’re just friends! Don’t make baseless accusations!”

being absurd. He was fooling around with Cynthia, yet here he was, accusing

clenched his fists. “Didn’t you tell me that you first met Sebastian in college? I asked

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you gave the same answer. You’re lying to me! You

she shot him an incredulous look.

Can’t you understand?” Theodore’s face turned grim as he continued sarcastically, “On your birthday, you were all dressed up and having dinner with him. That’s not a wonder, though, since you’ve been together for

someone had struck her on her head. Caleb was probably the

red with anger, his teeth clenched. “Why aren’t you saying

my birthday. That was the first time I met him. The restaurant was fully booked, so we shared a table. Caleb

you sure?” Theodore smirked cynically, not believing

have nothing to gain from lying to you now. We’re getting divorced anyway, and it’s not

slammed it against the iron gate and a loud

the impression of a

cage.