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.

left the washroom. If she didn't flee, she might lose control of herself, leaving herself with no

before. However, she didn't

that Rosalie looked a little pale, slightly different from before she went to the washroom.

want to

"But we aren't done

ahead and finish the meal. I'll head back

want to stay here a

will you head back by yourself? I drove you here.

mom's car. I'll send your mom back

opportunity the moment he

at him and said nothing, but her gaze was as sharp as a blade and seemed to pierce through Wesley's heart. He immediately kept his mouth shut;

about it," Rosalie said with a smile. “I can

countered, “It's quite

a

get to where you

happened to you that

went in as well.