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."

stomach problem, but you drank so much. Are you trying to torture

his own body, doing things he knew would hurt him. It

smile playing

up my health? I'm not

believe you. My pain is

to the hospital or not? If you don't go, I'm done with you. If you want

brought this on himself. He drank so much and acted out, and he was now complaining of stomach pain and asking

live anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on. Leave. Don't worry

her

walking

leaving,

bang, Theodore slammed the door

on the door. "Theodore, open

go!

acting out of control. Whatever he did now was just

to drive you home. We didn't bring

myself. Take the car and

would happen if he