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

home is wherever I'm staying at. I decide where my home is! Why did

leisurely. There was no panic in his voice as he

ever come

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

even the lights in her room looked 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

Theodore asked, as if she was

fact something that Rosalie had said many times

shut her eyes, and

erase away all our memories just because of a failed marriage between us. Rosalie Young, how could you bear

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heart ached, but she felt numb at the same time when she heard Theodore's words. It sounded like it was her fault once again, and that

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