Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 408



Rosalie stared at him in silence.

What else did he want her to say? Did he want her to go crazy and yell at him uncontrollably? Would having a woman he didn't love go crazy for him make him feel superior?

Theodore's arms fell to his side. He took a few steps back, widening the distance between them, his eyes looking morose.

He said in a low voice, "Bring those secrets you refuse to tell me to your grave. You're right. Even if you told me the truth, it wouldn't change anything."

Rosalie clenched her fists, feeling anger rise in her chest. She felt like a fool being toyed by him, letting him have his way with her. He gave her hopes and then dashed them so heartlessly, sending her straight to emotional hell.

He was always like this, toying with her feelings and then pretending to be innocent.

That was Theodore Spencer, a man she had loved for so many years.

Rosalie raised a hand, and slapped him. She slapped him hard.

Theodore felt his cheek go numb. He rubbed his cheek gently with his fingers and looked nonchalantly at the woman before him, whose eyes were burning with rage.

Rosalie's palm went numb, too. After the numbness faded, she felt the bone-piercing pain set in. She really wanted to charge forward and tear him into pieces.

the washroom. If she didn't flee, she

happened before. However, she didn't want to stay there one bit. "Mom," Rosalie said as she stopped next

a little pale, slightly different from before she went

to go

now?" Sydney asked. "But

meal.

want to stay here a

will you head back by yourself? I drove you

said eagerly. "Rose, drive your mom's car. I'll send your mom

the opportunity the moment he

said nothing, but her gaze was as sharp as a blade and seemed to

a smile. “I can hail a cab by

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a

get to where you

you that you have to

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