Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore's voice was calm, without a trace of grievance. Compared to Sebastian, he seemed somewhat upright and just.

Rosalie was truly exhausted. It wasn't the first time Sebastian and Theodore fought. The last time they fought in the restaurant, they had even ended up at the police station.

Rosalie knew that their entanglement would never end no matter which side she stood on. This fight would certainly not be the last one.

'Theodore, Sebastian, you're both adults. You need to take responsibility for your actions. I can't do anything about you fighting. Once, twice, three times-it's always the same. What more can I do? As for who is right and who is wrong, I can't tell, if you two are determined to fight, then go ahead. Whoever starts the fight, the other should fight back. I'm not your mother. I can't clean up your mess and go to the police to bail you out every time."

Sebastian opened his mouth, wanting to say something. However, he was frightened into silence by Rosalie. He could only direct all his resentment toward Theodore.

This time, Rosalie didn't defend Sebastian. Even so, Theodore wasn't going to let him off so easily.

to know why I hit him? Do you believe that I

do you want? Don't make up stories,"

Are you afraid I'll tell Rose that you barged into my house with a

is this true? Did you really do

and immediately tried to defend

to protect me. I just wanted to talk to Theodore and ask where you were. I had

word was filled with seriousness, and he

her head to look at Theodore. "Is what he said

not true/ Rose, whether you believe me or not, this is the truth. He almost killed me. If I hadn't grabbed the gun

a complete mess. Was this really true? Did Sebastian really want to

men stuck to their version of the story. She didn't know who was lying and who was telling the