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."

but you drank so much.

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

mocking smile playing on his lips. "Did you follow my advice

my health? I'm not

don't believe you. My pain is

voice. "Are you going to the hospital or not? If you don't go, I'm

much and acted out, and he was now complaining

live anyway," Theodore nearly

her

control her steps and kept walking forward.

said you were leaving, right? Then just

Theodore slammed

door.

go! Aren't you sick

was drunk, acting out of control. Whatever he did now was just

door. I need to drive you home. We didn't

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

what would happen if he caused