Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"You... you..." Aurora felt her blood boil. "You're too much! You really are a jerk!"

Theodore sneered indifferently, "You're just realizing that now? I've always been a jerk. Otherwise, why would my ex-wife divorce me? This is reality. You're not even worthy of being her substitute." Aurora bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her cheeks. She felt utterly shattered.

She never expected that even after compromising so much, this man could still be so cruel. It was over before it had even begun.

She shouldn't have humiliated herself. She shouldn't have.

In her fury, Aurora angrily took off the suit jacket she was wearing and threw it at him.

"You're utterly shameless, Theodore! I hate you!" she cried before turning and running away.

Theodore didn't stop her. He casually dusted off the suit jacket and draped it over his arm.

The sound of her footsteps grew more and more distant.

Suddenly, a scream came from behind him.

Theodore immediately turned around. Not far away, two women had collided and fallen to

closer, he realized the person Aurora

women were still on the ground, not having gotten up yet. Aurora was clutching her

up. "Are you okay?

particularly exhausted. She shook

"How about you?

she was staring fixedly at Theodore.

a mix

here?" Cynthia said as she looked

up, she felt like she was struck by lightning. She

women had fallen, but Theodore only

a trace of confusion flashed in Aurora's eyes as well. She turned to Theodore. "Do you two know

Aurora, strode to Cynthia, and helped her up

guessed he

are you here?" Cynthia could hardly