Chasing My Pregnant Wife



"What's the matter?" Sebastian asked.

Rosalie recalled something, but she wasn't too sure about it. It didn't seem appropriate for her to abruptly bring it up too, so she shook her head.

"Nothing. Let me help you clear up the mess. These documents are important. Don't just throw them around like this next time."

Rosalie bent down to pick up the documents, piece by piece.

"No need, Rose. Let me."

Sebastian rushed over to pick up the documents with her.

Their hands touched when they tried picking up the same document.

Rosalie pulled her hand back, as if she felt a jolt of electricity. Her lips curled in an awkward smile as she handed the document to Sebastian.

"I'll be going now. I still have things to do."

Sebastian asked, "Aren't you going to wait for Yvonne? I'll call her now and tell her to come back."

I won't be able to have lunch with her anyway. Perhaps

are you going? I

can just

driver fetch you there. I'll feel more

him, but the thought that Sebastian might worry about

Rosalie reached home, the first thing she

I can forgive you for answering the call on my phone this morning, but why didn't you

remained silent for a few seconds before

how good Theodore's memory was. "Fine. Even if you had forgotten, what did you tell

was what Theodore claimed. Otherwise, why would Yvonne refer to him as her husband? Theodore

I have said that it was your ex-husband who answered

should have just told her the truth. You're my ex-husband, and

and I forgot to tell you about it. What

the autocratic way he

Theodore called out

do you

you angry at

She had been so furious with him before,

get angry about. It's not that

a knife piercing