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!"

this is your home?" Theodore asked

at. I decide where my

Theodore said leisurely. There was no panic

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

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

hazy. "Theodore Spencer," Rosalie squeezed out from her throat. “The moment you asked for a divorce for Cynthia's sake, we should have vanished from each other's lives. We should be

to do with each other?" Theodore asked, as if she was

that Rosalie had said many times

her eyes,

and now, have to be strangers and erase away all our memories just because of a failed marriage between

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when she heard Theodore's words. It sounded like it was her fault once again, and that she

this failed marriage. It made me understand that a decade means nothing. With no love, even a hundred