Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Night fell as rain poured down to the earth. Raindrops fell like silver streaks across the dark sky.

In the quiet room, Theodore stood by the window, staring at the raindrops trickling down the glass as melancholy overwhelmed him.

Under the dim lighting, his handsome face looked even more charming amidst the rain.

His eyes were deep and incisive, like a gemstone glittering in the night sky, reflecting the endless pain and sorrow he was feeling with sharp clarity.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if in deep thought. He felt just like a profound riddle that was difficult to solve, as if countless secrets lay underneath those eyes of his.

He stood tall and towering, as resilient as a mountain, and exuding an air of authority with his imposing figure.

Yet, sorrow shone in his eyes, clouding his features with a layer of melancholy and gloom. It felt as though he found solace in the quiet, rainy night.

He held a photograph in his hand, a picture of Rosalie's smiling face. She was smiling so brightly, like the brightest star in the night sky.

A bottle of wine stood on the windowsill.

to drinking too much. The doctor ordered him not to drink over the next three

touch alcohol again, and would

sorrow he felt

thing capable of numbing his pain and stopping himself from jumping

wondered, 'are

Sebastian, so much that you've

been over a week since Theodore got the address from Yerick. However, he didn't have the

when he got there and

knew that the only way to protect himself was to not find her at all. No matter how her life had been with Sebastian, as long as he didn't see it for himself, hope would still remain alive in him. However, once he saw it with his own

woman and marrying her as a form of revenge against Rosalie, since she so heartlessly married

borne of anger, however, proved futile against his calm

something like that. He gine living with a couldn't Sother woman, even if it

he really get sweet revenge against Rosalie? For all he knew, Rosalie might feel relieved. "Theodore Spencer, you had it coming. Who else can

looked at himself

window pane and smiled