Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 388



"Theodore Spencer, how could you treat me like this? How could you?! Didn't you say that you wanted to marry me? What do you mean by this text? You're too much! You must be throwing me aside now that I'm sick!"

She received Theodore's call, which woke her up in the middle of the night, but she felt very glad instead of getting angry.

He had contacted her, probably because he had thought of her in the deep of the night.

To her utter surprise, he was intending to call Rosalie but had dialed the wrong number.

He was thinking of Rosalie even when drunk, and even sent an outrageous text like that to her.

"Theodore Spencer! You said that you'd marry me! No-I have to find you right now and get to the bottom of this."

Cynthia was very agitated, and wanted to pluck out the needle in her arm.

Suddenly, the door was opened. A tall, towering figure marched in, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside.

Cynthia jumped with fright before she had a chance to pluck out the needle. "Who are you?"

"You don't recognize me?" The man's voice was cold and hard. "I'm your brother."

Each time

donning a hat and mask. Until now, she had no

doing here?" she asked

now, with those tears down your face. That breaks my

was gentle, but was tinged with

an act. I

stepped forward,

bedside. "Whether you believe it or not, we're in the same boat. Thankfully, I came just in time. It'd be bad if you

heart problem? Haven't you said that you've already found it? If he's alive, just kill him and give me his heart need the surgery. I need to get well as soon as possible. I want to get Theodore back and kill

about anything else at all except for killing Rosalie. As long as she was dead, Theodore

eyes narrowed as they turned cold. "Seems

you say that you'll work

stood up from the bed and pulled out a syringe and a vial

looked at Yerick syringing the liquid in, and

with widened eyes. "What did you inject