Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Alright, Grandma, I understand."

"Good. Then you can get back to your work. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Goodbye, Grandma."

Theodore blankly hung up the phone. He weakly leaned against the headboard, his gaze vacant.

The Spencers all cared so much about Rosalie. It was fine, because he cared about Rosalie too.

But she didn't care about him.

Rosalie cared about everyone-except for him.

He was the one who made foolish mistakes and lost her. He was now facing the consequences. What right did he have to complain?

moment. Their ten years together couldn't compare to her few months with Sebastian. That was the difference. She had really fallen

his love for her was real. What use was there for Theodore now? Theodore looked at the sunlight streaming through

got out of bed, and stumbled toward the beam of light, arriving at the window. With a whoosh, he opened the window, lifted his head, and slowly opened his

Trees stood towering in the forest, their treetops swaying gently in the breeze. Leaves fell gracefully to the ground, unhurried and elegant. The whole world was so peaceful. Despite that, why did people still experience such pain? So

raised a leg and stood on

body swayed precariously. It was truly beautiful. Dying amidst

dead, then he would die. This

be others who would take good care of her. She no longer needed him. He had

stood on the

reminiscing about the past. He thought about the moments he shared

"childhood sweethearts." All the good and bad, the

would hold her hand and take her hiking. When

would snuggle in his arms,

was numb, all