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."

problem, but you drank so much. Are

This man didn't even take care of his own body, doing things he knew would hurt him. It was

what about you?" Theodore forced himself to stand straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Did you follow my advice and get checked

up my health? I'm

don't believe you. My pain

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

complaining

me die, then. I don't want to live anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on. Leave. Don't worry about me.

her away

and kept walking forward. She then

you were leaving,

Theodore

on the door. "Theodore, open

to leave, so go! Aren't you sick of

acting out of control. Whatever he

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

the

left him here, what would happen if he