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."

know you have a stomach problem, but you drank

furious. This man didn't even take care of his own body, doing things

forced himself to stand straight, a mocking smile playing on

my health? I'm

pain is

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

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

Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on. Leave. Don't

pushed her

her steps and kept walking forward.

said you were leaving, right?

Theodore slammed the

pounded on the door. "Theodore,

You wanted to leave, so go! Aren't you

out of control. Whatever he

door. I need to drive you

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

here, what would happen if