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

of his own body, doing things he knew would

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

are you bringing up my

pain is obvious, but

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

out, and he was now complaining of stomach pain and

I don't want to live anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on.

her

control her steps and kept walking forward. She then turned

were leaving, right?

a bang, Theodore slammed the door

on the door. "Theodore, open

You wanted to leave, so go! Aren't

out of control. Whatever he did now was just a

I need to drive you home.

get home myself. Take the car and

would happen