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."

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

man didn't even take care of his own body,

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

you bringing up my health? I'm not feeling

you. My pain is obvious,

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

complaining of

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

pushed her away

steps and kept walking forward. She then turned around. "Theodore,

leaving, right? Then

a bang, Theodore slammed the

on the door.

go! Aren't

out of control. Whatever he did now

need to drive you

get home myself. Take the car and

she left him here, what would happen if he