Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 237

“Had you not asked for a divorce, none of these would have happened either!” Rosalie screamed at the top of her lungs.

Since things had come to this point, she no longer cared. She flung his hand away.

“Theodore Spencer, you were the one who asked for a divorce so you‘ could be with Cynthia! Now that we’re divorced, don’t even think about pushing all the blame to me! If you insist that was wrong, the only wrong I did was to marry you! Marrying a man in love with another woman was the biggest mistake of my life!” she yelled agitatedly.

Then, she swung open the door of her car and drove off.

Theodore stared at the car driving off in the distance, looking forlorn. Every single word she spoke was a hammer knocking on his heart.

He sighed, and paused for a moment before walking into the house instead of leaving. Half an hour later, he left the house and drove off

Rosalie returned to her apartment, feeling completely exhausted. She was supposed to have dinner with Rebecca, but she missed dinner and the sky had already turned dark.

She laid weakly on the bed as she sighed heavily.

“Theodore Spencer, you bastard! Why did I marry a scoundrel like you?”

How could he blame it all on her?! That was simply too much!

husband to begin with, and now, she wouldn’t even consider

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still an unfamiliar place

again first thing the next morning. She wanted to apologize to the

Rebecca’s feelings,

world. She would beg for Rebecca’s forgiveness, no matter what

the washroom for

sickness wasn’t too bad. She had seen pregnant ladies suffering from terrible

would be able to tell with one

think of a way to tell Rebecca

to the baby in secret. Perhaps by then, she would find the courage to tell

headed straight to Rebecca’s. When she walked in, Zane stepped

“Madam.”

I’m already divorced. I’m no

calling you that. If Madam Jarvis were to hear me change my address