Chasing My Pregnant Wife



After a few seconds, Rosalie looked up and said, "Mom, I'll go take a nap."

She was just too tired.

"Sleep after breakfast," Sydney said as she served up the last plate of food. "It'll just take a few minutes. You might not be hungry, but your baby certainly is."

Rosalie nodded.

"All right then," she acquiesced.

She looked down, and rubbed her belly. "I'm sorry, baby. I stayed up last night, and I'm sure you didn't rest well, too. I'll rest later, okay?"

Sydney saw the bleary look on Rosalie's face, and found it rather adorable.

From the sound of their conversation just now, Rosalie and Theodore looked just like a married couple having a tiff. Despite the heated words, their relationship looked great. No one would have guessed that they were divorced.

Had they known, they would surely be confused as to why they would be divorced despite their great relationship.

It felt strange, however. They were already divorced, but Theodore seemed to be bugging Rosalie incessantly.

so was he.

Sydney smiled helplessly.

to

headed straight to her room, collapsed on the bed, and fell into

up not being able to sleep at night, so she set an alarm that

that the documents were already neatly packed into the box. The thick notebook was filled with notes

in her eyes. She mumbled to herself, "She's so patient

grabbed her phone, and dialed

Regent Co.'s loan application

an hour later, the

face, dark with displeasure, through the surveillance

a few days later. She didn't expect to see

Ding, dong!

He seemed irritated.

out her shirt

so nervous? She was

dryly and stood

keeping her face carefully expressionless. "Why, if

furrowed. "I'm here to see Rose. Where is

resting. What do you