Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie wished she hadn’t made that call. Just hearing Yuvan’s words was enough to make her vividly imagine what must be happening. between Theodore and Cynthia. Unable to bear it, she abruptly ended the call and tossed her phone aside, collapsing on the bed in tears.

“Theodore, you jerk!” m

Thinking about what Theodore might be doing in the bathroom with Cynthia, whether they were just washing up or showering together, Rosalie felt like her whole world was crashing down on her.

She had thought she was beyond hurt. She thought it would be fine as long as she didn’t see it or think about it. But hearing it made it impossible for her not to. She felt tightness in her chest, making event breathing hurt. For the sake of the child in her belly, she forced herself to take deep breaths.

Lunch was quickly prepared, and Rosalie went to the dining room to eat. She had no appetite, but for the child’s sake, she forced herself to eat. She stuffed the food into her mouth and swallowed hard, but her stomach churned violently..

It was especially hard to keep her food down when she thought about what Theodore and Cynthia might be doing in the bathroom. She couldn’t even swallow her saliva at the thought!

“Madam, what’s wrong? Is the food not to your liking?” asked Anthony, noticing Rosalie’s unusually pale face and her difficulty swallowing.

“I… I’m fine.”

Rosalie forced down a few mouthfuls of food, but she just couldn’t eat anymore. Her stomach felt awful, and if she kept eating, she

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Just then, a voice called out, “Rose |

Rosalie turned her head to see Theodore entering the dining room Her heart skipped a beat, resentment flashing across her face She immediately stood up and left the ng room, deliberately avoiding

Theodore glanced at her barely touched food, then at Anthony, who only gave him a helpless look.

It seems Madam is not in a good mood.”

Looking disheveled. Theodore followed after his wife and knocked on

the door of her room.

*Rose ”

There was no sound from inside the room, but he knew she was in

there.

“Rose,” he called her name again, pulling on the door handle, but she had locked it from inside

He knocked a few more times Rose, open the door. I need to talk to

you.”

“Just say what you want from there Rosalie finally spoke. Her voice sounded hoarse, and if one listened closely, it was clear that she was

crying

“How can I when there’s a door between us? Open the door and let me in, okay?”

“Why can’t you say it through the door? I can hear your voice. Just say whatever it is.”

“Why did you run away and lock the door when you saw me?”

“I just want to be alone for a while.”

“Let me come in and check your temperature. Open the door.”

“I won’t open it. Just go away. My fever’s gone. I don’t need you. Go be with your darling, don’t bother about me!” Rosalie exclaimed in fury.

“Rosalie Young, do you think this door can keep me out? If you don’t open it, I’ll force my way in!” said Theodore, sounding somewhat displeased now.

There was silence from the woman behind the door for a long time. After what felt like two minutes, Theodore heard footsteps. With a click, the door finally opened, revealing the woman’s pale face.

He walked up to her anxiously, reaching out to touch her forehead, but Rosalie slapped his hand away.

“Don’t touch me.”

He had used those hands to touch Cynthia in the bathroom. Who knows where else he had touched? Now those same hands were trying to touch her, making her feel disgusted!