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.

of his own body, doing

a mocking smile

up my health? I'm not

you. My pain is obvious, but you're hiding

or not? If you don't go, I'm done with you. If you

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

to live anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go

pushed her away

walking forward. She then

leaving,

a bang, Theodore

door.

to leave, so go!

of control. Whatever he

to drive

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

would happen if he caused