Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore grabbed Aurora's hand and pried her fingers away. "Go back and get some rest. Go to sleep and for all you know, I'll be back tomorrow morning." He hoped he'd be back first thing tomorrow morning.

Not because he wanted to come back to Aurora, but because he wanted to find Rosalie as soon as possible.

Theodore turned around and held Aurora's shoulders.

Aurora's tear-streaked face and look of misery made Theodore say helplessly, "Aurora, don't invest too much emotions on me. I can't give you much."

He admitted that he was wrong. He had made it clear right from the start, but this woman was undaunted in sacrificing everything for him with no hesitation whatsoever.

He was moved by it and accepted her being Rosalie's replacement, using her to relive those happy moments during his marriage with Rosalie.

Yet, he still couldn't wipe Rosalie away from his memories. He was still living in the past, unable to extricate himself from it.

He wiped the tears from Aurora's face with guilt on his face and then kissed her forehead lightly. "Rest early."

With that, he turned to leave.

"Theo, Theo!" Aurora ran after him, sobbing hard.

him, Theodore never turned back. He even quickened his pace so that she couldn't catch

the stairwell, she saw him open the door

Don't go, I'm

collapsed on the floor

you?! I've given you everything, I've given you my all, how could you be like this?!" Aurora sat crying

to her room, pulled out her phone, and

know who else to call and her cousin seemed to be

her, she would cry to her

and she spoke to her cousin for a

her frustrations and even told her about

with all sorts of filthy words,

utter a single insult about Rosalie and simply listened to

hear someone else scolding Rosalie without sullying her lips. Her

better. At least there was someone who hated Aurora

They chatted until midnight.

end, Aurora

chatty alright, and her mouth was filled with filth. However, her never-ending insults aimed at Rosalie did make Aurora feel much

You already have Sebastian, why do all the men love you? Why should they? Why