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."

have a stomach problem, but you drank so much.

own body, doing things he

straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Did you follow my advice and get

bringing up my health?

don't believe you. My pain

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

was now complaining of stomach pain and asking for hugs. She

I don't want to live anyway," Theodore nearly

pushed her away

control her steps and kept walking forward. She then

leaving, right?

Theodore slammed the door

on the door. "Theodore, open

go! Aren't you sick of

Whatever he

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

the

here, what would happen if he caused more