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!"

sure this is your home?" Theodore

at. I decide where my home is!

panic in his voice as he went on

Hurry up and leave, and don't ever come again. I don't want to see

wasn't enough to relieve you of your suffering.

became blurry, and even the lights in her room looked hazy. "Theodore Spencer," Rosalie squeezed out from her throat. “The moment you asked

strangers with nothing to do with each other?" Theodore asked, as if she was asking the impossible

in fact something that Rosalie had said many times

her eyes,

be strangers and erase away all our memories just because of a failed marriage between us. Rosalie Young, how could you bear to say something like this?!"

зло

Theodore's words. It sounded like it

exactly what I said. I've learned too much from this failed marriage. It made me understand that a decade means nothing. With no love, even a hundred years mean nothing-not