Chasing My Pregnant Wife

At that moment, Rosalie saw Stephanie poking her head through the door and giving her a signal with her eyes.

She immediately understood. Stephanie must have helped her out, preventing Theodore from finding out about her almost having a miscarriage. Thank goodness for that, or it would have been troublesome for Rosalie.

“Say something! You have the strength to eat the apple pieces he’s feeding you, but no strength to answer my question?” Theodore clenched his fists, his anger raging.

It wasn’t just her coming to the hospital alone that bothered him. It was also because Sebastian was feeding her. It was a scene that was such an eyesore to him!

Sebastian stood up, his expression turning cold as he put down the container of apple pieces.

“Mr. Spencer, she’s your wife, not your enemy. Can’t you speak a little more gently?”

“So, you do know she’s my wife,” Theodore said sternly. “Then, why are you here?”

“I’m friends with Mrs. Spencer. Isn’t it normal for a friend to be here?”

Friends?

When he heard that word, Theodore’s eyes flashed with hostility as his gaze turned to Rosalie.

“Didn’t you say you met him for the first time at your graduation? Now, you’re friends?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Sebastian frowned slightly. He and Rosalie had first met at the

restaurant, where they had shared a table. But considering what Theodore and Rosalie’s relationship was like, Sebastian quickly understood her dilemma and didn’t say anything about their true first meeting.

“Can’t we be friends? Do I need your permission to make friends? Have you consulted me about anything you’ve done?” Rosalie retorted coldly.

It was a barrage of questions! If this were a battle, Theodore would have been forced to retreat repeatedly.

“Rose, don’t speak to me that way,” said Theodore, trying to keep his composure and stop himself from rushing forward to punch Sebastian.

“How do you expect your wife to speak to you, Mr. Spencer? As a husband who’s slow to react, she’d rather drive herself than let your take her. Shouldn’t you reflect on your actions?”

Sebastian’s tone was calm, but he didn’t mince words. He wasn’t afraid of Theodore. Even though Theodore held power and status, treating his wife like this didn’t earn him any favor.

“Sebastian.” Theodore advanced towards him slowly. The two men stood almost chest to chest, an intense atmosphere enveloping them. “Are you asking for trouble?!”

“That’s enough!” Rosalie anxiously sat up in bed. “Theodore, I’m already in this state. Do you want me dead or something?”

Seeing Rosalie’s distressed expression, Theodore felt a pang of panic. He sat by the bed and held her hand.

“Rose, I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just that you went out alone at night without telling me, and then I came here and saw you two

☐ 1 together. It’s natural for me to have questions, isn’t it? You say you’re friends, but I’m your husband!”

Rosalie closed her eyes in pain, trying not to let her emotions flare up.

Finally, she looked up at Sebastian. “Mr. Carter, I’m sorry. You should go home and rest.”

Knowing his presence would only add to Rosalie’s burden, Sebastian nodded. “Alright, take care and remember what the doctor said. Your stomach needs care, so avoid foods that aren’t suitable for you. Just throw them away, okay?”

Sebastian’s words were filled with hidden implications. Theodore furrowed his brows, feeling a hint of discomfort in his heart, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“I won’t forget. Thank you,” Rosalie murmured.

Sebastian was indeed very clever. Every word he said had been carefully chosen, helping her conceal what was really happening.

As Sebastian was leaving, he noticed Theodore staring at him, so he met the other man’s gaze for a moment before departing.