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.

was a scumbag, and so was he. Like

Sydney smiled helplessly.

to feel the pain before admitting their

to her room, collapsed on the

night, so she set an alarm that would go off in three and a

cleaning up the kitchen, Sydney headed to her home office and saw that the documents were already neatly packed into the box. The thick notebook was filled with notes Rosalie

mumbled to herself, "She's so patient and detailed, she managed to identify

phone, and dialed a

loan application will

an hour later, the doorbell

with displeasure, through the surveillance camera

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

Ding, dong!

He seemed irritated.

out her shirt and

was going to

coughed dryly and stood

carefully expressionless. "Why, if it isn't Mr.

to see

do you want