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.

Not far away, two women had

ground, he quickly rushed over. As he got closer, he realized the person Aurora had collided with was none other than Cynthia. Theodore was taken

gotten up yet. Aurora was clutching her chest, looking like she was

stepped forward and helped Aurora up. "Are you okay? Are

particularly exhausted. She shook

gaze landed on Cynthia. "How

staring fixedly at Theodore. Her eyes

mix

are you here?" Cynthia said as she looked at Theodore in disbelief.

by lightning. She raised her hand and pointed at them "You... Who is she to

but Theodore only helped Aurora

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

strode to Cynthia, and helped her

he

here?" Cynthia could hardly believe