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.

considered. It seemed like he had indeed fallen into despair, his body and soul submerged in

Didn’t she say she didn’t love him? Wasn’t she unhappy with their marriage

reluctance? Moreover, hadn’t

It was absurd.

to reassure himself, thinking that Rosalie might

place. Something

lion as flames of anger erupted from his eyes. He kissed her lips fiercely,

to push

above her head. It went on

up struggling. She let her hands go limp, allowing him to

resisted. But now that she had stopped struggling, he

gaze, he clenched his fists. The anger. in his