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."

know you have a stomach problem, but you

man didn't even take care of his own body, doing things he knew

about you?" Theodore forced himself to stand straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Did

up my health? I'm not feeling

I don't believe you. My pain is obvious, but you're hiding

said, exhaustion creeping into her voice. "Are you going to the hospital or not? If you

now complaining of stomach pain and

Let me die, then. I don't want to live anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on. Leave.

her

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

you were leaving, right? Then

Theodore slammed the door

door. "Theodore,

You wanted to leave, so go! Aren't you sick of me? Then

out of control. Whatever he did now was just a

to drive you

get home myself. Take the car and go," Theodore replied impatiently. "What do

left him here, what would happen if he