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."

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

his own body, doing things he knew

Theodore forced himself to stand straight, a mocking smile playing

are you bringing up my

don't believe you. My pain

into her voice. "Are you going to the hospital or not? If you don't go, I'm done with you. If you want to be

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

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

pushed her

kept walking forward. She then turned

were leaving, right? Then just

a bang, Theodore

door.

wanted to leave, so go!

was drunk, acting out of control. Whatever he

to drive you home. We didn't bring a

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

him here, what would happen