Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 555



Theodore looked like a lost child, his eyes watery and pitiful.

"Are you so drunk you've forgotten? We're not married anymore," Rosalie said.

He couldn't behave as he used to. And she certainly couldn't, either.

Theodore released her hand, his brow furrowing as he struggled to stand up from the chair, clutching his stomach and doubling over in pain.

Rosalie rushed forward to support him. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Theodore stubbornly shook off her hand. "No."

"Why not?"

"No reason. I just don't want to go."

"Theo, stop being so stubborn," Rosalie said, frowning. "Look at you now."

"What's wrong with me?" Theodore turned his head, a sarcastic smile on his pale face. "It's just stomach pain."

a stomach problem, but you drank so much. Are

furious. This man didn't even take care of his own body, doing things he knew would hurt him. It

Theodore forced himself to stand straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

are you bringing up my health? I'm not feeling

pain is obvious, but you're

said, exhaustion creeping into her voice. "Are you going to the hospital or not? If you don't go, I'm done with you. If

was now complaining of stomach pain and asking for hugs.

anyway," Theodore nearly

her away

couldn't control her steps and kept walking forward. She then turned

were leaving,

bang, Theodore slammed

on the door. "Theodore,

go! Aren't you sick of

control. Whatever he did now was just

to drive you home.

need you. I can get home myself. Take the car and

left him here, what would happen