Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 222

Rosalie gently rubbed her fingertip over that shallow scar, feeling at pang in her heart. Involuntarily, she recalled the chaotic scene whent he had rushed forward without hesitation.

She couldn’t forget how Theodore had hurt hor, but neither could she forget his kindness. The mixture of good and bad was undoubtedly. painful and confusing.

She would rather blindly remember his goodness and forget the bad, or only recall his faults and become extremely angry. But she couldn’t be that simple, nor could she be extreme.

She was stuck in the middle, stuck remembering both his good and bad deeds. So, she consistently wavered without a firm stance.

In the end, she was the one who would get hurt the most.

Theodore grabbed her hand, seeing the sadness in her eyes. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, a suffocating despair.

he had indeed fallen into despair, his body and soul submerged in her sorrowful

say she didn’t love him? Wasn’t she

him with such reluctance? Moreover, hadn’t she admitted to being with Sebastian a

It was absurd.

tried to reassure himself, thinking that

to Sebastian’s place. Something might have even

eyes. He kissed her lips fiercely, as if venting his anger. There was

closed her eyes, feeling numb. She tried to push him away, and her

he seized her hands and pinned them above her

She let her hands go limp, allowing him to do as he

stopped struggling, he suddenly stopped and stared at her

he clenched his fists. The anger. in his eyes