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.

Theodore said, "Rose, don't you want to know why I hit him?

want? Don't make up stories,"

guilty? Are you afraid I'll tell Rose that you barged into my house with a group of people and held a gun

shocked. "Seb, is this true? Did

frowned and immediately tried

to protect me. I just wanted to talk to

was

at Theodore.

or not, this is the truth. He

complete mess. Was this really true? Did Sebastian

story. She didn't know who