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

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

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

you bringing up my

don't believe you. My pain

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

He drank so much and acted out, and he was now complaining of stomach

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

pushed her

steps and kept walking

were leaving, right? Then just

a bang, Theodore slammed the

pounded on the door. "Theodore,

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

Whatever he did now was

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

Take the car and go," Theodore

what would happen if he