Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Did you hear that? Your ex-husband wants you to talk to him. Don't stay silent, or he'll think I killed you and won't play my game anymore. That would upset me."

Rosalie still refused to speak. What could she say to Theodore? In her current situation, anything she said would only be a fatal blow to him.

Things had already reached this point. Theodore was certainly going to try to rescue he, but deep down, she didn't want him to come. If he really did, it would not end well.

She couldn't risk other people's lives just to save her own. If Theodore died, his grandmother wouldn't want to live anymore. Plus, what would his parents do? He was their only son.

"You bastard! Did you kill Rose?" Theodore roared in anger, unable to contain his fury.

Rosalie still said nothing. This was for the best. If Theodore thought she was dead, he wouldn't foolishly come to rescue her.

Suddenly, a sharp knife was pointed at her belly, the blade glinting menacingly.

whispered coldly in her ear, "Don't you

uncontrollably as she shifted her gaze to

and said,

hurriedly asked, "Rose, how are

you supposed to marry Cynthia? Why did you suddenly cancel the wedding? You divorced me just for this, and now I'm speechless. If you canceled the wedding because of me, don't think I'll thank you for your sacrifice and come back to

best to say these harsh words, hoping Theodore & would be disappointed in her and wouldn't

to rescue them when they were in danger? Unless they were worried that the rescuer

such things might anger him, to the point where he might abandon

believed he wouldn't get angry no matter what

the wedding