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.

far away, two women had

got closer, he realized the person Aurora had collided with was

the ground, not having gotten up yet. Aurora was clutching her chest, looking like

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

particularly exhausted. She shook

gaze landed on Cynthia. "How

was staring fixedly at Theodore.

mix

going on? Why are you here?" Cynthia said as she

struck by lightning. She raised her hand and pointed

had fallen, but Theodore only helped Aurora

as well. She turned

and helped her up from

guessed he knew

could hardly believe