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.

a scumbag, and so was he. Like father, like son,

Sydney smiled helplessly.

and son pair had to feel

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

sleep at night, so she set an alarm that would go off in three

up the kitchen, Sydney headed to her home office and saw that the documents were already neatly packed into the box. The thick

notebook as shock registered in her eyes. She mumbled to herself, "She's so

grabbed her phone, and dialed a

loan application will

an hour later, the

dark with displeasure, through the surveillance camera

thought they would only meet a few days

Ding, dong!

He seemed irritated.

straightened out her

so nervous? She was going to see her

dryly

if it isn't Mr. Spencer. What are you

to see Rose. Where is

do you want