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.

father was a scumbag, and so was he.

Sydney smiled helplessly.

had to feel the pain before admitting

Rosalie headed straight to her room, collapsed on the

not being able to sleep at night, so she set

cleaning up the kitchen, Sydney headed to her home office and saw that the documents were already neatly packed into

registered in her eyes. She mumbled to herself, "She's so patient and detailed, she managed to identify

her phone, and dialed a

Co.'s loan application

hour later, the doorbell

with displeasure, through the surveillance camera

days later. She didn't

Ding, dong!

He seemed irritated.

straightened out her shirt

was going to see

coughed dryly and

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

"I'm here to see Rose. Where is

do you want