Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 377



Rosalie was panicking, and she needed a few minutes to compose herself before carefully peeking through the curtains again and looking downstairs. She saw Theodore still standing in the same spot downstairs, looking up as if he'd seen her.

Rosalie was like a deer in the headlights as she closed the curtains once more.

Will he come upstairs?

After pondering for a moment, she pulled out her phone and dialed his number.

She had blocked Theodore, and while Theodore couldn't reach her, she could reach him if he didn't block her.

The call went through, a sign that Theodore didn't do so.

A few seconds later, his deep voice sounded through the phone. "Hey."

"Theodore Spencer, you're a stalker! How dare you follow me home!"

is your home?"

I decide

panic

come again. I don't want to see you at

don't ever want to see me again? Even the divorce wasn't enough to relieve you of your suffering. You'll

her room looked hazy. "Theodore Spencer," Rosalie squeezed out from her throat. “The

with nothing to do with each other?" Theodore asked, as

something that

shut her eyes,

to be strangers and erase away all our memories just because of a failed marriage between us. Rosalie Young, how could

зло

words. It sounded like it was her fault once

what I said. I've learned too much from this failed marriage. It made me understand that a decade means nothing.