Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 374

“You’re just a self–righteous bastard. It was a curse for her to marry you, but now, it’s finally over. You two are finally divorced. If you have even a shred of conscience left, don’t go and disturb her anymore. She doesn’t need you!”

Each of Sebastian’s words was like a sword that pierced Theodore’s heart.

Those words seemed to float right before his eyes, each line vividly clear, and each word transforming into Rosalie’s weary and pale face.

Drenched in rain, collapsing, feverish, crying…

He never knew such things happened to Rosalle.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have rushed there angrily to take her away that night.

He wouldn’t have been so harsh, and he certainly wouldn’t have threatened her with divorce to force her to come back with him.

He clearly saw her in tears, yet he completely disregarded it and forced her anyway.

Just because he was blinded by jealousy and let his pride get the better of him…

Although Theodore was unwilling to admit that what Sebastian said was right, deep down, he knew he was a right bastard.

What had this marriage brought to Rosalie? He didn’t even dare to think too deeply about it.

he delved, the

forehead again. Hearing Sebastian, he

with no signs of

a few steps, he stopped, turned back around, and said, “Sebastian, I’m

smile was filled with sadness. As a man himself, Theodore

Sebastian took a deep breath and composed himself. He turned around, and

open, he saw Yvonne talking to

him, and when she saw no one, she asked, “Where’s Rose?” Since there was an outsider,

What should

was

didn’t answer, but went

what was going on, but she felt a little scared of Sebastian. Such

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made her feel a

nothing. Yvonne will send you back, and we’ll just forget about today’s events,”

Lily nodded. “Okay,”

up to now. Even if something happened,

seem to be in a good mood. “What did you say to Rose? Why did she

said. “You take Miss Yancey

I haven’t eaten yet, and the dishes are already on the table!” Yvonne had slept

had no mood nor appetite, so he

looked, Yvonne scratched