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

Sydney smiled helplessly.

father and son pair had to feel the pain

room, collapsed on

and end up not being able to sleep at night, so

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

eyes. She mumbled to herself, "She's so

her phone, and dialed

Regent Co.'s loan application will not

hour later, the

with displeasure, through

meet a few days later.

Ding, dong!

He seemed irritated.

her shirt

was she feeling so nervous? She was going to see her son,

coughed dryly

carefully expressionless. "Why, if it isn't Mr. Spencer. What are you

here to

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