Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie found Theodore’s questioning tone laughable. He was the one who had brought up getting a divorce because he was eager to be with another woman.

What right did he have to be unhappy?

“The sooner we sign, the sooner it’s over, which works out in your favor,” Rosalie remarked before pulling back the covers and getting out of bed.

Even if her heart felt like it was being torn apart, she refused to shed tears in front of him. Before they got married, she had made it clear that if he wanted a divorce, she wouldn’t cling to him. Now, she had to stick to her word.

Theodore stared at her retreating figure with furrowed brows. Wouldn’t the divorce work out more in her favor?

Just as Rosalie reached the bathroom door, she suddenly turned around. “Oh, by the way, Cynthia called last night. I told her you were asleep. Sorry for answering your phone.”

Having said that, she entered the bathroom.

After a while, Theodore picked up his phone and dialed Cynthia’s number.

“Hey, Theo.”

“I heard you called last night. Did you need something?” Theodore’s voice was neither cold nor gentle.

“It wasn’t anything important. I just didn’t expect Mrs. Spencer to pick up. Seems like she’s mad at me.”

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Theodore had just ended the call when Rosalie emerged from the bathroom. She walked into the dressing room and got dressed, emerging as calmly as ever.

“Are you angry?” Theodore asked.

Rosalie looked at him in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

*Cindy called last night. Are you angry?” he repeated.

Rosalie forced a smile, masking her intense heartache. “I have no reason to be angry. I knew from the start how important she is to you. Don’t worry, I won’t bother you two.

After calmly and gracefully speaking her mind, she walked out of the room. Just as she closed the door, she briefly heard the sound of what seemed like something being dropped in the room.

Knowing that Theodore would wake up with a hangover, Rosalie had prepared a light breakfast for him

and whet his appetite.

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The couple sat in silence at the breakfast table. Things between them had been off ever since Theodore brought up getting a divorce.

“I saw Caleb buying medicine for you last night. Are you feeling unwell?” Rosalie asked, recalling the scene from the previous night.

Did Theodore have any health problems that she didn’t know about? “I had an upset stomach from drinking too much. I asked him to get me something to help settle it,” Theodore replied calmly.

Based on what Rosalie said, Caleb likely hadn’t told her what the medicine was really for.

“Really?” Rosalie was skeptical. “It was just for an upset stomach?

Not something you’ve been consistently taking?”

Judging from Caleb’s tone last night, it didn’t seem like the medicine. was something Theodore had taken only once or twice.

“Yes. Why do you ask?”

Rosalie fell silent at her husband’s reply. She couldn’t see any signs. of deceit on his face, so she accepted his words with a smile.

“I was just curious, that’s all. By the way, when will the divorce papers be ready?”

“Soon enough. Why the rush?” Theodore’s voice was suddenly laced with irritation.

Rosalie was startled at the change in his tone. “I’m not in a rush. I just want to know the approximate time so I can prepare myself.”

Realizing he had sounded harsh, Theodore softened his tone when he, replied, “As I said before, these things take time. There are still some procedures that need to be done. Don’t worry, it will happen.”

“Okay.”

Eager to be with Cynthia, Theodore was the one who had initiated the divorce. Yet now, he seemed unruffled, making it appear as if Rosalie was the one who was eager to divorce. He was such a confusing

man.

“So… when do you plan to talk to Grandma about this? She’ll find out sooner or later,” Rosalie said.