Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Today was also the day of Theodore's wedding, for which he booked an entire luxury hotel for.

Wedding guests streamed into the hotel non-stop.

Theodore stood silently before a mirror, and looked at his face in it. He looked pale and haggard, completely unlike what a radiant groom should look. He looked more like he was sick.

It was supposed to be his big day, but it looked more like he was attending a funeral.

The stylist left after styling his hair. Theodore sat all alone before the mirror, his eyes glazing over. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and scrolled to Rosalie's photos, looking at each one carefully. From today onward, he would be a married man and couldn't love her so boldly.

Cynthia was wearing a pure white wedding gown in the makeup room. Expensive jewelry sparkled at her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror, and saw how radiant and happy she looked. "Jen, do I look pretty?"

Jennifer glanced at her. "Yes."

She wanted to add, what's the point?

However, Cynthia only cared for her assurance. That was enough.

I hope to be in good relations with the Zeller family. No matter how much you dislike me, don't forget that I'm still a member of the family. What's more, my marriage

chair and glanced indifferently at Cynthia, who had a smug look on her face belonging to someone hiding behind someone powerful

that it was about time for her

the hem of her dress,

going to

opening the door to head out when his assistant approached him. "Mr. Spencer, a woman claiming to be Ms. Young's aunt said that she has something urgent

Theodore's brows furrowed.

about Rosalie's aunt, and knew that she wasn't a decent person.

her? Or should I get someone to

toward that woman. But since she was here today looking for him, it definitely had something to do with

came over, limping and wearing a

toe. "What

revealing the swollen wounds on

his brows. "What happened