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

care of his own body, doing things he knew

straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

bringing up my health?

My pain is obvious, but you're hiding

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

complaining of stomach pain and asking for hugs. She felt that he was

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

her

control her steps and kept walking forward. She then turned

you were leaving, right? Then

bang, Theodore slammed

on the door. "Theodore, open the

wanted to leave, so go! Aren't

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

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

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

what would happen if he