Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 587



"I must tell you this beforehand, because I can't bring myself to accept another woman born emotionally and physically," Theodore said.

"Another woman?" Those words were like salt to Cynthia's wound. "Am I just another woman' to you now?"

"Aside from Rose, all other women are 'another woman' to me. That has always been the case. So, Cindy, it's not too late to leave me right now. I'm not worthy of your devotion. You'll only be miserable if you marry me now."

Theodore made himself absolutely clear, without holding anything back. He made sure to present the whole truth in its cold and cruel entirety.

Cynthia had never imagined all these happening. She thought she had full control over Theodore-that he would trust, defend, and love her the moment she shed a tear or looked weak and innocent.

It was only until today, after hearing everything he said to her, that she realized everything had been in his control all along. He had been holding himself back the entire time. How well he treated her, as well as his attitude toward her, had all been for Rosalie's sake.

Cynthia had always wanted Theodore and Rosalie to divorce. As long as they were divorced, she thought she would become Mrs. Spencer.

she imagined. After waiting for them to finally get divorced, Theodore ended up figuring out

and crying up a storm? Cynthia knew when to quit; she recognized the result of her tantrums and crying was Theodore's willingness to marry her. However, he couldn't give

still be Mrs. Spencer,

told herself to calm down. She had always been able to seek the greatest self-benefit even amidst circumstances

me, I still love you. Over the years, marrying you has always been my dream and my greatest wish. I don't know what's with you. Perhaps you're just going through a moment of weakness, but that's alright. I will wait

change, never love you, and that you'll always only be Mrs. Spencer in name and not

lots of time, and no one can predict the future. For all you know, you might suddenly love me one day, and realize that you

"Cindy, I..."

more.

not talk about the future. No one knows what will happen in

her hands and

tears. She nodded, and grabbed Theodore's hand. "Have we come