Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 559



"Rosalie Young!" Theodore yelled through gritted teeth. "I dare you to!"

The image was too intense--he couldn't take it.

"Try me, and see if I dare to or not. If you die, I'll definitely do that. I want you rolling over in your grave. You won't have peace even in the afterlife, and you'll be helpless to do anything. Who told you to die? Who can you blame?" Rosalie bit out harshly.

"You..."

Theodore lifted a hand, and pointed angrily at her. "You...you're vicious! How could you treat me like this? Do you have a conscience?"

"I do. You're dead, anyway. Why would it prick my conscience? Otherwise, I wouldn't have married Sebastian. No one would bother us after you die.

I'll have three children with him. We'll form a band, and we'll sing 'Those Good, Good Old Days' at your tombstone."

After a few seconds, Rosalie seemed to hear Theodore curse under his breath. She couldn't make out what he was saying, but she could tell that he was furious.

After that, he crawled up from the floor with all his might. He looked like he had come back to life, victorious after a tough battle.

You want me dead so you can have a carefree life with Sebastian. I won't let you have your way! We'll go to the hospital right

his temper flaring

fell for it despite that. He couldn't stand the mere thought of her and

look on his face, and found it hilarious. She wanted to tease him about it. Worried that he might throw a tantrum and refuse to go to the hospital again,

his face pale, and beads of sweat

his arm.

and going to the hospital with you.

and whispered into her ear, asking

not make such a

Sebastian, it was another matter

lightly. "Yeah, it' But

for a month,

to me

at him.

mind filled with such