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 collided

the ground, he quickly rushed over. As he got closer, he realized the person Aurora had collided with was none

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

stepped forward and helped Aurora up.

face looked particularly exhausted. She

landed on Cynthia. "How

still on the ground, but she was staring fixedly

and a mix of

as she looked at Theodore in

felt like she was struck by lightning. She raised her hand and pointed at

but

confusion flashed in Aurora's eyes as well.

and helped her up from the ground.

he

you here?" Cynthia could hardly believe