Chasing My Pregnant Wife
Chapter 973
Rosalie was giving both of them a fair share of blame, as she didn't know exactly what had happened. She could only rely on their one-sided accounts. She had no idea who was right and who was wrong.
She hoped, more than anything, that they had both misunderstood each other.
Sebastian had misunderstood Theodore, and Theodore, seeing Sebastian's bodyguards with weapons, had also misunderstood Sebastian.
After all, they hated each other with a passion. It was natural for extreme thoughts to arise. "He really did such a thing. At that time, Aurora was also caught by him and almost killed by him."
The danger Theodore had gone through was seen as a misunderstanding by Rosalie. He understood that she wasn't there, so she couldn't be sure what happened. Furthermore, both he and Sebastian had different versions of the story.
However, for something Theodore had personally experienced, no matter how he thought about it, it still felt unfair.
If it had been in the past, she would have
things were different. After the divorce,
really wanted to kill him, do you think he could
gun when you weren't paying attention and turned the tables! Otherwise, both Aurora and I would have died there. By then, you would have disposed
you know what kind of person I am? It was Theodore who wanted me dead. Do you remember when I had the accident? Everyone came to pressure you to
the right moment.
back to the events at
to give up on Sebastian and donate his organs to save others, including
Theodore had wanted Sebastian to
had been the one with the final say,
then. It was undeniable that he had
About Chasing My Pregnant Wife - Chapter 973
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